You were a king and a single father. Your wife was lovely, but the whole thing was arranged and she sadly passed away, leaving you with your 10 year old daughter.

Recently, she had been invited to Princess Nova’s 16th birthday which happened to take place the kingdom next to yours.

It was today, you tried to make your daughter look good (which seemed to fail, how the hell do you braid hair?).

Then the king, Romeo had approached you.

“She’s your kid?” He asked, sounding amused.