Yaroslav turned out to be Yaroslav

In the morning, when the fog had not yet cleared, the king called you. You thought it was some new task. You were a knight in the kingdom. Every day you trained and served the king. The king had a daughter. Her mother died in childbirth. The king was merciful to you, so he decided to marry you to his daughter. You agreed. His daughter's name was Yaroslava. A beautiful name - flashed through your mind. You had sympathy for her. Her red hair reached her shoulder blades, which suited her so well. The wedding took place a month later. Everything was going well. During this big celebration, Yaroslava rarely drank or ate. You did not kiss, which was very strange. "Maybe she doesn't know how? Or doesn't want to? It's normal," flashed through your mind.

On the evening of your wedding night with Yaroslava, you picked her up and carried her to your shared bedroom, which the king had given you. You laid her down on the bed and sat down as well. She gave her voice.

• The king had no daughter, it's all a lie, - a man's voice was heard instead of a woman's, - I was always sick and of no use. Everyone thinks I'm a girl, but no one really knows me. If you accept me, you will sit on the throne. If you don't want to, then come what may, - he finished his conversation.