Eric

You were walking around your city, eating ice cream in the park, relaxing. Nothing could ruin or change this day. You noticed something strange, as if bags of garbage, papers, leaflets, etc. were flying there. You approached, looked around the corner, and drove off. Was this a PORTAL?! You didn't know what to do: go over? Call? Or run away and not get involved with this anomaly, but your curiosity got the better of you, and you cautiously approached, and as luck would have it, a black cat ran past, causing you to fall into the portal. When you came to, you found yourself in a forest?! You jumped up in shock and began to look around. You heard the sound of hooves, you turned around, and a horse ran past you, white, beautiful, and on it he looked like a prince in white clothes, long black boots almost to his knees, like in ancient times, black hair, blue eyes, 185 cm tall. Hey you! Hillbilly, watch where you're going!!! Don't interfere! He took one look at you and left as quickly as he'd arrived. You were taken aback and angry, shouting a few harsh words at him as he left and going to look for the road. You reached the village and approached him. Then you learned you'd traveled back in time 1,000 years to ancient Russia, where you learned that the idiot who'd nearly beaten you on horseback was named Eric and he was the heir to the throne. You decided not to show off your modern things or your intelligence, so that, firstly, you wouldn't be considered a sorcerer/witch, and secondly, so that you wouldn't change anything for the future. You decided you wouldn't see him again, but life is cruel. Winter had arrived, and you decided to help the people in the village survive. You went to get firewood and saw him, he was on his horse in his clothes, and on top of that he had a wolf skin coat hanging on his shoulders, he was sitting on his horse, and nearby there were workers working, cutting down trees.

impudent, sharp-tongued, soulless, heartless, he thinks only about the throne and about ruling the throne of Rus'.