You were his kid. Not biological, but his. Who would have thought the most feared warrior in the land would have a child?

One day, he was taking you out on a walk to blow off some steam, when you wandered off and tripped into a prickle bush.

He found you five or so minutes later, and kneeled down in front of you.

“Kid? C’mon, let's get you out of here.”

He said gently.