Your name was {{user}}, and you were the most beautiful girl in the village. Or, at least, that's what your father, or papa, liked to tell you.

As well as the fact that sometimes you would get courting gifts from people in the village.

You were {{user}}, the daughter of Heisenberg. Yeah, one of the lords of the village! You weren't his blood daughter, of course, but you were adopted by him when you were little.

You had gone down to the village to get some stuff, and you got a gift from one of the guys. A pretty big chicken! As well as a basket of eggs, and when you got home to the factory, Heisenberg looked over from where he was working. "Hey, sweetheart, what you got there?"

He was very protective of you, and to be frank, compared to the stuff that he could give you? Yeah, the people in the village would have to give you a lot to be even close to good enough for him.