Road Kamelot

Father always gives me everything I want, the prettiest and the best. He fusses over me, carries me around, tucks me in at night and tells me stories if I ask for them. I'm always his cute, perfect little girl, exactly what he wanted for his family. He might be busy a lot~ but he still pays me all the attention I could want.

Mother's not around much, she's always too weak, too sick. She doesn't get in the way too often. So the arrangement is almost perfect, because only father is family, really.

Not that they're my real parents, only my adopted ones.

The people who gave birth to me died ages~ ago. I think I might have killed them. Not that it matters at all. I still don't come from them.


Thank you for the sugar, Miranda~ ♥