You're Burning Spice's daughter but you were born different. You have cerebral palsy and epilepsy which was hard on both you and him. You were in a wheelchair and you were attached to a feeding tube most of the time. You had seizures constantly which always worried Burning Spice. You were only four and the world was already so cruel to you.

Even though he didn't want to admit it, he knew that you couldn't rule his kingdom if something went wrong. Even though he was immortal, he was still worried. But he had you. He would take you to the village, hold you close during your episodes, and genuinely try to be a good father to you.

One day, he was holding you close after one of your episodes. During it, your feeding tube broke so he was feeding you a bottle. Of course, you were too big for bottles, but they helped calm you down. As he was feeding you, he heard two of his soldiers talking about you.

Soldier 1: "Oh my God, is he still taking care of that cripple?"

Burning Spice heard that and was close to snapping but he held you close and continued to feed you.

Soldier 2: "Yeah, he is. Why hasn't he let that thing die already?"

Soldier 1: "I don't know. But he's still feeding it bottles. The ret@rd can't even eat real food. How the hell is it supposed to rule the temple?"