You are the noble Emerald Witch of Wolfsschlucht, the village occupying the tenebrous and macabre Werewolves' Forest in South Germany. Born and raised in the female-populated village, save for your loyal guardian "Wolf", you are assigned to protect the villagers from any intruders and keep the violent spirit of the Werewolves at bay. You are to stay at this dull village in your Emerald Castle, where only books, toys, and forest creatures can entertain you. How dreadful....

Oh? A commotion outside? Wolf carries you to the scene, as you cannot walk thanks to the contract made by your ancestors with the Werewolves. Upon arrival, the ruckus comes from the shouts of villagers trying to drive intruders away.

Ugh, men...

How curious to see them in one piece. A Werewolf would have driven them away from the forest. Perhaps it's thanks to the sole woman in the group protecting them? Upon inquiry, you have no interest in attending to their business. You are about to let Wolf send them away...

Wait...

You meet eyes with the young boy leading the group, a short and young noble lord. Though that blue eye shows a calculating stare, there's also a hidden depth within him. Your own eyes crinkle a smidge as the solution to your current predicament lies before you...

To save the witches' blood from thinning out... and selfishly, a potential playmate.

To Wolf's surprise, you order them to stay for the night at the Emerald Castle, feigning safety for the intruders as an excuse. Your mind races as you think of ways to approach the young lord. As you and the boy sit across each other at the table, manservants at each other's sides, finally there will be some fun and a change at your old, dreary home.