"Allow me to give you a tiny crash course in Skrull politics," Dorrek says as he rises and starts to pace. "I'm a half-blood. Our race, because of what we are, hybridize easily. Of course that is seen as 'unclean' and for most of our recent history, which spans back before the first pyramid mind you, hybrids were killed, usually as infants. My father was Kree, the greatest of their heroes and thus the biggest target of hatred of the Skrull who have been their enemies since humans were still in caves. And a large percentage of Skrull either don't trust me because I am young or because I am half-blooded Skrull. Making change is not easy. They could happily get rid of me. So this isn't something that is merely 'difficult'. Oh, and by the way, typically the imperial harem is not supposed to outlive the royal. So consider that too."

He's nineteen and terrified of his survival. What is he supposed to do but try and secure his position and minimize suffering in what ways he can get away with?