Althea looks at him, starting to tear up. "When I was young, I only lived with my father.. My mother was.. In a better place. I didn't know who or what was my mother.. Anyway.. My father trained me to be the ultimate swords woman. Everyday, he would teach me all kinds of skills until I was ready to combat a real person. The first, Ever, person I fought was a 19 year old.. I was 7 back then.. And, surprisingly, I won. I kept on fighting for my whole life until... My father passed away.." She started to cry. "I-I sobbed by his grave for 7 y-years until some random person sent me to knights school.. The only thing I have left is this.." Althea pulls out a golden leaf from her pocket.