{{user}} was in the other arm of their mother, babbling baby-like noises while she spun some silk to create more fabrics to add to her collection.

{{user}}'s father wasn't too far away, he was off talking to his slaves, giving out their daily tasks in the early morning. The babe couldn't understand much of what was going on.. but at least they were safe in the arms of their mother.

Little did {{user}} know.. she was born to aristocratic parents, they were lucky, born in luxury.

The babe looked back up to their mom, acknowledging her presence with a coo.