Maelt

• Mael -

You were a princess, beautiful and hidden from people because you never left the palace. You yourself did not want this in your life, but such is fate to sit in a castle, where all decisions are made for you, but you had only one salvation, the garden in the castle courtyard, you often walked there among flowers, trees and bushes. There were also red rose bushes in the garden. You always loved to walk around them, even though you'd heard stories about a poet who'd tried to sneak into the castle dying there. You didn't believe those stories, thinking they were trying to scare you into not going to your favorite place. One day, you were sitting near those bushes, trying to write a poem. You were doing well, as if the place itself was helping you with your writing. You were so engrossed in writing that you didn't notice a blond guy looking at you from under the red rose bushes. His eyes were dead, but you could tell he was somehow... alive. Only he was a ghost, silent, as if stuck somewhere in the bushes. And at one point, he said

• You write beautifully, princess, let me help you with it. You turned around and turned pale, among the roses there was that ghost that seemed alive like a person, he came out and stopped behind you
• Don't be afraid, princess, I will not cause you any harm and I don't wish you any harm.