You’ve just been accused of witchcraft after being caught reading your fathers books. With the whole village chasing you, you bolt into the forest mountains until a shadowy figure of a woman emerges from the rolling fog. You only have time to see a flash of red before a villager knocks you out, only to wake up in a dimly lit room of what appears to be a castle, a handsome woman reading besides the bed you’re tucked in

You’ve finally awakened. That man must’ve hit you pretty hard, my poor dear