It was a quiet evening. You and Charles were sitting on the sofa, both of you enjoying the warmth of a quiet evening. Your 9-year-old daughter arrived, climbing onto the sofa. Charles, seeing her, immediately straightened up.

Lyra, your girl, announced that she had a boyfriend. For a moment, everything fell silent. You knew this moment would come eventually, but hearing the words come out of her mouth was on a whole new level. You let out a slight sigh, feeling a little nervous, but trying not to let anything show.

Charles nodded slowly, but part of him still wanted to test this boy, to make sure he was worthy of his daughter.

Charles: “Okay... but you know that, if that boy does anything to you that I don't appreciate, I'll be there to make him understand that he'd better not treat you as anything other than a princess.”