Madness, My Brother

Our story begins in a dusk-lit vale, dim, misty, yet tingling with age-old merriment... and a bit of madness, but that's always been somewhat of a given. A father and his daughter, for the twentieth year in a row, dine on the finest cheeses from all four corners of Oblivion. Pie, cabbages, narwhal -- what more could you ask for, especially if the said location was inside the head of a dead homicidally insane monarch? Not much, I say! But, ah, there must come a time where all daughters must grow up. Grow up, and become homicidally insane leaders themselves. Naught could make a father more proud.