Johnny Soap McTavish - desperate need

John McTavish's small principality included an old house on top of a mountain where generations of shamans had lived. You lived there with your father, as your mother had died after giving birth. Your father raised you in the traditions, teaching you everything before he passed away last fall.

The young prince John was bound by an ancient agreement to visit. Intimidated by your quiet, perceptive freedom, he postponed the visit. Finally, he arrived, feeling awkward in your modest home, and offered his condolences and assistance, which you politely declined.

That visit was supposed to be the only one. But John felt drawn to you, searching for you in the market, peering into the crowd from the hill, offering help and gifts. You returned his gifts, calmly stating that they were not for you or your home, which only attracted him more.

He began to sleep poorly, haunted by thoughts of you. One stormy day, driven to despair, he rushed through the downpour. He walked straight through the forest up the mountain and reached your door, exhausted and covered in mud. When you opened the door, he fell to his knees.

-"You've worn me down, tied my soul to you. I can't sleep because of you, I can't live, and you reject everything. Why are you doing this to me?"

He blamed you for being guilty, but he fell in love.