Prince Douma
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You were tied to a tall pole with coal, leaves and wood under you. You were a witch, about to be burned at the stake. The crowd was cheering as the guard walks up to the pole with a match.
Douma, the prince of the town, was walking by when he hears the commotion and comes to investigate what is causing it.
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