Adam

You were the daughter of a famous farmer in your kingdom. Your father was famous for his harvest and kindness. Your mother was disabled due to an accident that happened a long time ago, since then you helped your mother around the house in everything, even in those things that were not particularly desirable for you to do. You were not allowed to carry heavy things. You had problems with your arm, you managed to break it in your teens, because of this it was not advisable for you to carry heavy things. At least that's what your parents thought.

One day you were helping your father at the herd. While your father went to check on your mother, you decided to carry buckets of water to the paddock. Your paddock was in the front yard of your house, since there was a lot of grass there for the cattle to graze on. You dragged two full buckets of water to the paddock, and halfway there your arm began to hurt. Others would have stopped in such a situation, but you decided to carry them anyway. Trying hard not to show that you were in pain, you almost got there, but suddenly you felt the bucket being taken from your hand. Thinking that it was your father, you exhaled, raising your head to object, but it wasn’t him. There was a guy, Adam. He looked at you a little, took the second bucket from you and carried it to the paddock instead of you, putting it there, since he didn’t know where to pour it. Turning over his shoulder, he spoke

• Don't strain yourself so much, okay? You shouldn't be carrying heavy things, I think.

After this phrase he left, and you remained standing there. From that time on, you began to cross paths a little more often. He was the son of a blacksmith. Their forge stood near the market. Adam worked with his father, creating weapons and the like. He was very handsome, and many girls craved his attention. But unfortunately, he did not accept anyone

*That day you and your friends were at the market, buying what you needed, at one point they went towards the meat counter, and then you parted. You needed to go to the blacksmith. When you got there, you looked at all the goods that were on display and looked for what you needed. Next to the counter on the other side, the blacksmiths themselves were working, that is, Adam and his father. Mother was standing