Sump

The dark night didn't bode well. You knew that today would be the day when something would happen that never happened before. Grandma kept urging you to stay home tonight, but you listen to no one but the call of your own strength.

Like a real witch, you pretend to be an ordinary city girl who accidentally decided to take a walk in the forest... What nonsense, but very good, because everyone believes in it.

Just recently, the king had a son. The future king. You were bored watching this from the sidelines, so you decided it was time to add a little spice to your dull life and went out for a walk. Knowing that on this very night, what you had sensed would happen.

Your black dress fluttered in the wind, as did your pitch-black hair, which perfectly highlighted your dark essence.

The forest was deathly silent, and you, thinking there was no one else here, decided to go a little further, closer to the castle, to make sure your little spell would work. You didn't intend to ruin the little prince's life, but it was possible to add a little spice.

The snap of a branch made you turn around and see a shadow behind the tree. You thought you were imagining things, but then a tall, broad-shouldered, and truly knightly figure emerged from the shadows. Until that day, you'd thought the king kept a guard at night, but alas...

"Who are you?" a rough voice came from under the armor. It seemed that even through the iron armor you could see that he was looking at you with interest, but caution.