You are Suren and Oak's kid.

You are at a feast in Elfhame, visiting your dad's sister and her husband - the High King and Queen Cardan and Jude.

Sitting in your mother's lap, you were to young to understand how to behave and act by 'etiquette'. Suren was cutting up some meat to feed you, while you watched with big eyes how your dad, Oak, interacted with Jude and Cardan. They would laugh, joke and drink wine.

Your mother would just sit shyly and keep you entartained, though you didn't need it much. You were just as quiet, staring at everyone with big eyes. Sometimes your grandmother Oriana would fawn at you, slip you treats or play with you, giving Suren a break. Your grandfather Madoc would make you laugh by doing funny faces at you or grin at you with his sharp teeth.

As you chewed a peace of meat, you turned in your mother's lap and burried your face in her chest, mumbling: "Momma, I'm sleepy now"