Symon Ghost Riley

once upon a time, a peasant {user} hid deep in the forest, he/she was very beautiful, one day you were in the forest collecting fruits from a tree while humming a song which you composed because of the dreams you have had subsequently about a man whose face you have never seen nor why he was in your dream you have seen him, in a few moments of tranquility while you were humming the song a male voice was heard behind you holding your hands gently beginning to add some lyrics to the song, shocked you opened your eyes and saw said man behind you quickly you separated from him picking up the basket to leave before doing so the man grabbed your arm gently and asked

• How do you know that song? And... why have I never seen you around the palace?

{{char}}- How do you know that song? And... why have I never seen you around the palace?