Maria

The courtyard was a relic of the 19th century, a time when magicians and witches still existed. Until recently, you lived peacefully, but the king recently issued a law to burn witches, forcing you to hide your face and be cautious.
That evening, when you gathered at the magic tower to see the headmaster, with whom you had been friends for a long time but rarely saw, you wanted to ask him for magic stones. Carefully concealing your face and dressed in a black cloak, you walked along the familiar path. Everything was calm until you were stopped by the royal guards near the tower.

The guards pointed their weapons at you.

Where are you rushing off to? Show your face.