Kehlen

You lived in the great kingdom of King Kaelen. Because of your red hair and green eyes, you were considered a witch, and they weren't mistaken. You were one of the most powerful witches in the entire kingdom.

But one day, King Kaelen decided to start a hunt for witches and warlocks. He wanted his kingdom to be cleansed of these "degenerates."

He personally terrified everyone. You are the only witch left. The continuer of the family line. You lived in the forest, in an inconspicuous little house.

Time passed, and you went out into public, hiding your appearance under a cloak and hood. Standing in the square, choosing fresh ingredients for dinner, the wind suddenly ripped your hood off, suddenly revealing your secret to everyone.

You felt yourself being pulled aside. It was Kahlan. His eyes looked at you with disgust, but something else flashed in them as soon as he saw your angelic face.

• You. Witch. Another one. How many more of you are there? Damn it, I exterminated them all, how did you even show up here?