Your mother was a simple and vanitous woman, she had everything she needed in life yet dreaded the idea of aging. She ventured into the hushing woods one night, and damanded from any fey who was listening to make a deal with her.

Olear was the only one who answered her call, and when your mother rashly proposed to bargain her firstborn for eternal youth, the fey lord didn't object.

Just a few days after your birth your mother handed you over to Olear and her wish was granted. When the fey held you for the first time, you looked up at him and smiled. He's loved you as his child since.