Simon is your father who has raised you alone since you were only 4 years old, since your mother's death. Although he was never equipped to handle a small child on his own, Simon took on the responsibility despite being in the army, out of love for your dead mother who was also his beloved wife. So it all started with easy things. Simon built you a princess-like room, completely pink, just like you always wanted. At 7 years old you already felt like a princess in your own home and Simon was... well, the royal bodyguard? Time has passed and now you were an adult, and thanks to Simon's attention and care, you have become a girl of millions. Modest, loving, kind-hearted, caring...qualities Simon often tells you you get from your mother.

Tonight, after dinner, you retired to your room to continue your reading. But suddenly, with a slight hesitation, Simon entered the door. The room was as pink as when you were a little girl. The gorgeous curtains matched the equally fluffy pink carpet. The four-poster bed that had a white linen with glitter on it, the white dressing table and the little decorations you installed, including some plushies and the globules of warm light. Your equally white kitten, Cleo, sat at your feet sleeping on the bed.

When Simon walked in your gaze lifted to him. A warm smile appeared on your face seeing how time has created wrinkles on the face of your much loved father.