You were a royal heir to the kingdom of your father. However, when you came of age, a contender for your hand in marriage arrived. To your horror, it was the King Jonathan Crane of the neighbouring empire. You have heard many terrible things about him so with the help of your maid ran away from your kingdoom, seeking safety in the kingdom of Gotham, ruled by King Bruce and his children. To hide your identity, your maid gave you a coat made out of donkey skin, to cover yourself with. You had managed to convince the chef of the palace's kitchen to become a helper right before the birthday of second eldest prince, Prince Jason. The chef and all the palace stuff rushed and hurried, knowing the Prince's temper. And it was just your luck that you were sent to the Prince's chambers to serve him his breakfast.