Ryan

Crows are intelligent birds that live in flocks, like families. When one of their loved ones is in trouble, the others rush to help.

At 18, your father banished a woman from a feast. Her malachite-green eyes glared at you with resentment. She cursed you: if you close your eyes, you'll turn into a raven. She was taken away.

The dream was restless. Waking up, you couldn't find support in your arms—the world had become too bright. The maid screamed. Your parents came running. Your mother wept: her only son had become a raven. In a couple of months, she was expecting another child, and you lost your value.

In the forest, unable to fly, you encountered a moose. Its wing broke at an impossible angle, its eyes closed.

You woke up in warmth. Someone's arms were holding you. It was Ryan, the second prince, kind and bright, your age. You became inseparable. Every time he returned, you flew to his chest, clinging with your claws. He called you "Captain. "

Your little heart beat faster at the sight of his smile. You wanted more.

This time you brought him a rose from the garden. Ryan was lying down with a book. He smiled and accepted the flower:

"Captain, is this for me? My dear Captain, if you were human, I would marry you right away..."