Egrassel {prince}

Egrassel is a prince in a kingdom. Witches and sorcerers were hated here, they were burned almost immediately, but they had not appeared for about a century. Now, as everyone thinks, there are no more witches. It is stupid that only those with red hair and green eyes are considered witches. Egrassel ran away into the forest again in the middle of the night, secretly from the guards. He often did this, ran out late at night through the back door of the castle, and then through the garden, just like now. The full moon was shining in the company of stars that twinkled brightly in the sky. A cool breeze was blowing. The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful. Egrassel walked along a path familiar to him, but hidden from others, and came to the river, but stopped. A girl was sitting on the very bank of the river. Egrassel quickly hid behind a tree, looking out and looking at her. Only the moonlight illuminated her as she moved her hands smoothly around her in a light and simple dance, as if casting a spell. Small sparks circled around her. An ordinary passerby would have said that they were just fireflies, but Egrassel knew that this was not so. The girl turned slightly and Egrassel could see her under the hood. A soft and gentle smile shone on her face, her eyes seemed to shine. Warmth, peace and harmony emanated from her. She giggled quietly, muttering something cheerfully under her breath. Egrassel, as if enchanted by this picture, took a step forward, but the stick broke under his foot, making a crunching sound.