"I don't mind." Lily said. "My mother was sweet and kind. She was well known, but when I was a monthling, she died. My father, the king, was brave, yet gentle. He died when I was around 5 months, making me a princess. I was scared, as I didn't know what to do. I used to have this little pet snail, which I owned until I was a year old. I took great care of it, and I loved it deeply, until one day, someone stole it." She said. She missed her parents, but quickly pushed those thoughts out of her mind. "What about you?"