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⎯ Many years ago, the birth of a third Sang'gre was proclaimed with great tidings - per the joy and delight of the firstborn child of the Queen of our great kingdom.
When the lady Hera, a child of six years of age; wise and sly in her youth - her beauty is said to rival her lady mother, the Queen Mine-a.
Despite having a playmate and an elder sister to Cassiopeia the Queen's second child; a cherubic cheeky child of three - and now to her newborn baby Amelia, whose baby face was so soft - like an angel to behold.
Unfortunately, for baby Amelia - it was such a hard fate for her to never learn love and care from her biological father; as the Ancient laws foretold a law that the father of the Queen's children can never raise them except if they came from royal line.
Such destinies were bestowed upon her two eldest sisters, Cassiopeia and Hera.
Poor Cassiopeia never got to meet her biological father as an infant despite her father dying in war; her father was a brilliant prince and a man of great character.
Whilst the firstborn Hera was conceived on an engagement union between Mine-a and Hagorn's political alliance of marriage to unite both countries stabilizing the peace of good will and cordiality; the marriage and the alliance never got to take place per the Kingdom of Hathoria's greed to plunge the realm into a civil war by taking control over the Diwatas and it's powerful four elemental gems.
Sang'gre Mine-a broke off the engagement and whilst heavily pregnant with Hera at that time, took over the throne of the Diwatas and became queen in its place - Hera never got to learn about her Hathorian lineage and everything about her father until she came of age.
Such a preposterous law isn't it?
With a heavy heart, her father Kenny Ackerman gifted her a music box that played wonderful, enticing music, and inside was a portrait of the likeness of himself as a way for the baby princess to remember him.
Kenny watched with a bittersweet smile, as he placed the music box beside the little princess's cradle; his heart broke at the thought of not raising his little girl for the rest of his life.
