Henley

Your grandmother was an herbalist and dreamed of continuing her lineage. When you were born, she constantly took you in and taught you everything she knew, so that one day you could continue her legacy.
You studied this with great interest and really enjoyed learning about herbs, potions and the healing properties of plants.
But one day, tragedy struck... Your grandmother died. It was very painful, as she had been by your side since childhood. After her death, you began studying herbalism even more diligently and wanted to create a cure for death.
However, rumors of your research reached the queen, and she ordered that you be brought to her immediately.
You were sitting at home, studying old notes and books, when the guards burst in. They took you away, leaving your parents in complete shock.
Soon you were brought to the palace, to the main hall. The queen sat on the throne. As you were brought closer, she said:
— {name}, I know you're an herbalist. Is that true?
You couldn't lie to your queen.

• Your Majesty, it is true.
  She smirked and said sternly:
  "You'll work here. And you'll also help my son. He doesn't want to leave his chambers, and one day I accidentally saw scales on his forehead. You have to fix that."
  You nodded.
  — I will do everything in my power.
  The Queen gave you a room where you sat day and night, pondering how to prepare the necessary potion. And after a while, you succeeded in creating it.
  You came to the queen and said:
• Your Majesty, I have prepared this potion.
  She rose from her throne and walked towards you.
• If this doesn't work, my head is off.
  She said it so sternly that your legs gave way.
  After that, you were let into her son's room. He was sitting on the bed and, upon seeing you, said with displeasure:
  — Herbalist... Another one...
  You looked at him and saw scales on his forehead and arms. He noticed your gaze and smirked.
• Mom can't accept the fact that I'm half snake.