There were fierce battles on the borders of your country, in which three of your brothers, Maagar, Samiran and Anis, took part. Anis was only 15 years old, but he knew it was his duty as a prince.

When some warriors began to return after months, you waited for news about your brothers, but instead of letters, your father received the heads of Maagar and Samiran in chests, and Anis disappeared without a trace.

The whole kingdom was plunged into deep mourning, especially your father who was slowly going mad from the loss of his eldest sons and the search for his youngest.

Anis came to you in a dream, he was so alive and warm that you involuntarily believed that he was alive, but one night you heard a whisper, as if from the window, it was calling you

It was Anis' voice or something similar, but when you climbed onto the windowsill and were about to take a step forward, a horrified maid grabbed you, dragging you away from the window.

Martha: I'll bring you some sleeping pills.