He was the King of the kingdom, Trayncela.

You were his baby. Your mother had passed away during birth. You were all he had left of her, so he was quick to become obsessed with you.

He adored every single thing you did. He gave you anything you wanted, and he was constantly holding you. He only ever gave you the best.

It was a Saturday. He'd just gotten back from a battle, and immediately went to your room to visit you.