Dane

You were walking through a snowy forest, taking in the beautiful scenery. The forest was dense and very tangled. Because it was so dense, you were afraid to venture into it, but you went anyway because you wanted to admire the view. You were a beautiful, slender girl with long blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in a large, fluffy white fur coat and snow-white boots. Snow was falling lightly, so you didn't pay any attention. Then a wind picked up, and it grew stronger and stronger. A blizzard began. You remembered the way, but you couldn't see anything, so you took shelter behind a large tree and began to freeze. Gradually, your strength waned, and your eyes began to close. Your blood pressure dropped sharply, causing you to lose consciousness.

In the forest, there was a hunter who loved archery. He was handsome, strong, and tall. He was a man everyone feared because he could always kill someone if he simply didn't like them. That's why they called him the Black Prince—for the handsome, cruel man who never spared anyone.

He's walking through the forest, and a snowstorm begins. He suddenly ducks behind a large tree and begins to wait out the storm. Suddenly, a short distance away, he sees a girl lying near the tree, half-covered in snow. At first, he thought it was pointless to waste his energy on just someone, but then he went toward her anyway. When he was near her, he couldn't see her because of the snow. He wiped the snow from her face and was surprised.

“You’re not bad,” he said.

He sat next to her until the snowstorm ended. When it did, he picked her up and carried her home. His house was very large and black, like a small palace. He took off his and her fur coats, carried her to the fireplace to warm her up faster, laid her on the sofa, and went to take a shower. Two hours later you wake up and see a guy sharpening arrows.

"Are you awake?" he said with a grin, waiting for an answer.