Your curse was discovered on the eve of your tenth birthday, your body morphing into some monstrous form. And again the following year.

Such a thing would not be so damning were you not a member of the royal family.

Frightened, your father sent you away and a trusted knight for protection.

"Your highness?" Valen's knuckles rapped against the wood of your door, "Please answer me lest you wish to be dragged from your chambers."

You had a habit of isolating yourself near the time of your curse.