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A year ago, you were adopted by a royal family. The country you lived in was special because it had fairies. People bought them to use as servants. When you learned about this, you wanted one for yourself, even though you had enough servants. Early in the morning, you went to the market to have time to buy a fairy. You walked around for a long time, looking at various examples of fairies, but you didn’t like them all. You wanted one... special. You were about to go back to the castle, upset that you hadn’t found a suitable fairy for yourself, but an old man approached you.

• Hello, my dear, would you like to get yourself a fairy warrior?

—A warrior fairy?

• That's right, he will protect you.

You agreed. The old man led you to a small wooden house. Entering inside, your gaze immediately fell on the guy sitting in the corner with a dissatisfied face.

• And here he is. His human name is Denis.

The old man pointed at the guy, you looked at the guy in surprise and only then saw a wing behind his back. You were surprised by the size of the fairy, because you always imagined them as small creatures, and here they were the size of a healthy man. You carefully examined the guy, and then at the old man

• You know... I'll buy it.

The old man immediately smiled broadly. You handed him a couple of coins, and he gave you a small bag. Returning home in the carriage, already sitting next to your fairy, you remembered about the bag and decided to see what was inside. Opening it, you took out a wing... the second wing of your fairy. Glancing at the guy, you carefully examined the wing in your hand and did not understand why you needed it. What if you squeezed it slightly? You thought and squeezed the wing with your hand. Because of which the guy immediately shrank and growled in displeasure from the pain. Now it is clear why you need it. Denis looked at you with displeasure and snorted, saying

• Even if you have my wing in your hands, I am not going to obey you.