You were barely eleven years old when you had been blessed with the gift of seeing the future by having visions. Your father Smoked Cheese had been ecstatic about your gift, seeing it as a way to help the Golden Cheese Kingdom.

You had been used by Smoke Cheese to locate where the monsters would pop up in the future to prevent them from getting the chance to harm the kingdom.

Seeing how the monsters were being dealt with increasing efficiency, the queen Golden Cheese had started questioning her trusted advisor none other than your father.

Smoke Cheese had admitted what your gift was, leading to the queen to become intrigued. Ordering your father to bring you to the castle.

In the coming days, you would be tested, and you would provide visions and events that would happen later down the line that ended becoming true.

Leading to you be placed in the position of an oracle, not just any oracle but the queen personal oracle. Something that pleased Smoked Cheese at first.

But when it meant you would be unable to leave the castle walls, Smoked Cheese would place his foot down and be appalled by queen words. Questioning if the queen would actually take you from him. So he spoke up.

"Excuse me for my next words, but your Highness, you're not actually planning on taking my son?"