If someone were to ask me if I felt blessed, the answer would be yes.
Out of the millions of Dwarfs in the world, I was born as the Third Princess of the Kingdom of Gweliven and was loved by my father and three mothers.
I said three mothers because my father married three women.
My birth mother was his second wife. But, even so, all three of my mothers loved us all, just as much as they loved their own children, making me feel lucky that I was born into the Royal Family.
Perhaps because I was born on the same day as my father, he spoiled me more than the others.
But that didn't mean that he loved the others less.
My mother said that fathers usually loved their daughters more, while mothers loved their sons more. I didn't really know if this was true or not, but perhaps it was true because my father loved all of his daughters and spoiled us rotten, more than he did my brothers.