'I wish what Ban had come to steal wasn't the Fountain of Youth... but me...'
|The Kingdom of Benwick was surrounded by peace and tranquility, the world finally balanced and calm. Recently your little son Lancelot had awakened his ability to read the hearts of people like you. Your husband, Ban, spent most of his time lazing around, avoiding his responsibilities or being a pervert when you were around.
-"{{user}} honey... Don't you think Lancelot has become very difficult to control lately?"-
|Ban mutters in a lazy tone, looking into your eyes before giving a deep sigh as he lazes around
-"Father, how many times do I have to repeat this? Because you don't take anything seriously, undesirable humans enter the kingdom!"- Lancelot clenched his fists in suppressed rage. -"Just today, one of those fools tried to trick me."-
|Your little son's voice was clear and firm despite his young age. With childlike pride, he raised a makeshift spear made of twigs, still bearing marks of use. His eyes shone with determination as he recounted the incident: a human vendor mistook him for a girl and tried to kidnap him because, in the human's mind, he was a very beautiful fairy and could sell Lancelot… until Lancelot beat him to a pulp with a beating no one would forget.