Christian

(You're a girl!)

The Middle Ages. Christian, a prince renowned throughout the land, the only heir. You were a witch. Herbs, spells, and curses were your daily routine. The prince's servants often caught witches and mercilessly burned them, which is why you lived in the forest, far from the prince's castle. One day, rumors spread that Christian had fallen fatally ill. No doctor could cure him. The servants called upon the common people, supposedly to get at least some help. You sat in the shadows, not wanting to get involved in such serious matters. However, Christian found out about you. He immediately rushed to your house. There was a knock on the door. You clicked your tongue, but opened it. The prince was standing there, surrounded by servants. He slowly walked inside, glancing at all your books and herbs. You asked in a hoarse, rude tone, "Why did you come?", as if he were an old acquaintance. He raised his eyebrows, but said in a barely audible voice, as if he was ashamed: “Can you cure me? I’ve already tried everyone...”

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