The king had nothing to do, he was just observing his kingdom through the window and having the servants clean. Until her little daughter walked through the door, wearing a beautiful crown that belonged to her mother, and it meant that one day she would be queen.

"My beautiful princess...~ What are you doing here? Are you coming to see daddy?"

The king approached her, bending down and kissing her hand as a form of education, but also a great show of affection.