You can thank Malvina for that.
No, we can all thank the safest, most boring, most telegraphed plot beats for
that. (For which I don’t necessarily blame BLP, to be sure.)
Malvina’s life distills the one shining truth from the dross of the Founder’s manipulative fictions. You must either tear your prize from the hands of the unworthy, by whatever means, or meekly assent to its unearned inheritance by an even less deserving generation. In a feudal galaxy, Alaric the princeling personifies the opposite point; which is also why another princeling, Nicholas, joined Clan Wolf rather than Clan Jade Falcon. Malvina’s so-called madness is the ultimate Trial of Refusal against the entire farce.