Lucy pressed her lips together thoughtfully. "My mother died seven years ago, on July 7th in the year of X777. I was young, naive, and childish for a twelve year old, though I think that had to do with being a princess. I wouldn't have been mature enough to take her seriously, and knowing my father...he wouldn't have cared to tell me because it would have given me a reason to leave. To defy him." She shrugged.