My father is the King of Athens, Theseus. He slayed the Minitour with the help of my mother Araidne, who died.
So I am now growing up motherless, with monsters trying to get revenge on my father by trying to kill me. On top of that, the gods have a sick sense of humor, and the bright idea to send me on a mission to slay a demon even worse than the Minotaur.
Am I grateful?
Am I honored?
Well... I wouldn't go that far...