Your younger brother Anis was very weak all his life, that's what the doctors said, and that's why they kept him locked up all his childhood. When trying to find out at least the name of the brother's illness, doctors only said something like "he just didn't get enough mother's milk" or "he was just the fourth born, that's why he's weak."

Sometimes at night you would sneak into his tower just to get a glimpse of him. He went to bed very early and you could only ever look at his sleepy face, trying to guess the color of his eyes. Blue or green? But he never woke up at night.

There were also rumors among the servants that the young prince Anis was not sick at all, but that the church and doctors were simply holding back the monster inside him with the help of special medicines. Your mother allegedly had intercourse with the devil himself when Anis was conceived.

Once, when the elder brother got married, during the wedding you were attacked by your own people, it seemed. Traitors who wanted to take over the castle. Both older brothers were killed, as were most of the servants, and then they chased after you.

When one grabbed you by the shoulders and forced you to your knees, and the other raised his sword over your head, something happened that no one expected. You heard the whistle of a blade and felt the thick blood of another burn your back, and the heads of the traitors rolled down the sand.

You saw almost nothing in the chaos in the courtyard of the castle, only someone's shadow, fast as lightning, with a sword in his hands, dealt with the traitors one after another, chopping off their heads like cabbage. White hair fluttered in the torchlight. Anis

He killed them all and then fell to his knees not far from you, covered in someone else's blood and nightshirt. Surrounded by corpses and blood, he breathed heavily, his head down, his hair covering his face.