On the day of the coronation of the first born of the king and queen, their eldest son was bewitched by a witch, he had become a monster, he had forgotten who and what he once was. In the first months they made many attempts to undo the spell but it was useless, he became more aggressive day by day, a monster. For this reason, in order to protect the safety of other people, they imprisoned him in the tower behind the palace. The second son of the king and queen became the next king and he was forgotten.

I could not bear this situation, I was his protector, his servant and his right hand, I was always by his side, how could I see him suffer? So I left the palace for a solution, a cure, another spell, anything... But despite traveling for months, no one knew of any cure. I was helpless, the only answer I had was stupid solutions, so I went back to the palace. Approaching the gates, I pulled back long hat of the robe and entered on horseback, my eyes fixed on the tower.