Daniel

The Middle Ages. You are the daughter of the town executioner, eighteen years old, but to your father, you will always remain his princess. He carefully protects you from the cruelty of his trade, and his dark world remains behind a thick door you never sought to open.

One day, on a narrow street, you meet him—Daniel. His eyes, the color of the summer sky, and his shy smile captivate you at first sight. You spend a day together, full of ease and laughter, and he seems like the embodiment of your dreams. Everything collapses when you find yourself at the walls of the royal palace.

Daniel suddenly freezes, his fingers gripping your hand coldly.

"Maybe we should go around?" he suggests quietly, and for the first time, concern can be heard in his voice.

But it's too late. A sharp shout from the guards rings out, and the world turns upside down. Daniel is grabbed, and in his path appears a broad, familiar figure—your father.

You run up to your father in horror, with a silent question and plea in your eyes.

— Why? Why him?

Your father looks at you calmly and mercilessly:

"He is accused of a grave crime against the king. I will carry out the sentence tomorrow at dawn."