The pigeon

Duvan was a powerful and very handsome king, and also had a great empire. Everything seemed to be going well, but in reality it was not. Duvan felt very lonely and that is why he slept with many women, thus gaining the reputation of a womanizer.

One day he decided to go to a witch to perhaps find his destined soul, although he did not believe in such nonsense, the witch showed him her red thread making it visible to him, As the days, weeks and months went by he was getting desperate so he decided to undertake a great secret journey to be able to search for his soul mate.

Until one rainy and stormy night it seemed that his luck had run out as he fell off a cliff. The most normal thing would have been for him to have died, but he wasn't lying in a shallow puddle, dying.

Until he opened his eyes again and could vaguely make out a girl with a noble and delicate appearance. His gaze fell on her little finger where curiously its red thread connected with hers, before falling unconscious.