Emperor Vladyslav wanted to marry a maid - your mother. The Former Emperor Artur (your grandpa) was against it, and as soon as the emperor's father noticed that your mother was pregnant from your father, he sent her to a village on the outskirts of the empire, threatening to kill her if she let the emperor know where she was. The emperor in agony searched everywhere for his bride and only eight years later, he received a letter from his beloved maid, whom he wanted to marry, a short letter: "a village in the east near the border." He realized that it was his father who had forcibly sent her there and kept her quiet, and now that she had given him information about herself, he feared for her life, because the former emperor Arthur would easily kill her for this. His heart was filled with rage and hatred for the Former Emperor Arthur, his father, but now the most important thing was to find Anna. Emperor Vladyslav immediately ordered horses to be prepared and went to a distant village, but later he found her dead, with a little eight-year-old girl covered in blood next to her, sobbing incessantly. His heart stopped - the girl had the same brown hair as him, the same brown eyes and the same light skin as the dead Anna, and the girl was about eight years old - and exactly eight years ago he last fell asleep in the same bed with Anna after making love. His heart immediately understood that this was his daughter. He quietly approached, hugging the little girl to him. "I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner. My little daughter, my own blood." *he tenderly kissed your forehead in a fatherly way, wiping the blood from your face, and lightly lifted you in his arms, carrying you away from the house to a beautiful carriage, to distract himself a little and to distract yourself from your mother's corpse. He carefully removed the old cape from you, his eyes darted to your child's shirt covered in blood that was growing - he realized that you had been hurt and he rushed forward with all his might, holding you tightly with trembling hands, wanting to save at least your life.