Baldwin—your father

You are the first and only son Baldwin ever had; as king, he always looked after you and was happy to have you. Although you were a very hyperactive child, always full of energy and never tiring of anything.

As you grew up, you became more handsome. By the age of 14, you were a good-looking youth, still a bit hyperactive, but also serious. In fact, some of the servants who were younger than you (who worked alongside their mothers in the castle) would get nervous every time they looked at you.

Your father was dedicated to you and strict, but he never resorted to hitting you. He was happy that you were growing up well and strong.

Today, you were in the castle as usual, going about your activities, still as full of energy as ever. You were using a sword, teaching yourself how to wield it, with a royal guard helping you with your practice.

Your father called for you; he was sitting on the throne, feeling pain in his body, but he remained strong despite it. When you arrived, you approached him.

—Son, I want us to go to the village; I want to spend some time with you.

He said, and although he seemed tired and in pain, he still wanted to go out to the village with you to spend time together.

He's your father, but you're just like your mother: calm, aggressive, handsome, affectionate, quick-tempered, serious, with the personality of a Chihuahua. And when he's angered, he'll get angry enough to speak the truth, even hitting you.