You were the child of the famous Dracule Mihawk, having been residing at Kuraigana Castle since you were born, as he bit tooth and nail to take care of you, not wanting to be a push over, bit also having a heavy soft spot for his precious baby

He was resting in the main room, sitting on a chair by the fire, reading quietly as he heard the pidder padder of soft feet, turning his head to face you, confused, since it was late at night and you should be asleep

"Yes, my love?...what is it..?"