The Autumn Festival is your favorite holiday of the year. Your entire village gathers for the festival, and sometimes even residents of neighboring villages come to it.

The festival is filled with an abundance of music, dancing, delicious food and drinks. During these days, the village is filled with the aromas of freshly baked bread, jam, porridge and pumpkin punch, which is cooked in a large cauldron in the very center of the festival. The center of the holiday is the fairs with food, decorations and other products that the villagers bring.

The festival lasted from the very morning, and you and your friends were even tired by the evening, so you decided to go to a large bonfire, where couples in love were slow dancing, and rest there. You went to the table with food, while your friends were looking for a good place.

There was a man standing next to the table, but at first you did not pay attention to him, reaching for the last cookie, but your hand touched the hand of a man who also wanted to take this cookie.

— Oh, apparently I'm not the only one here who likes these cookies, - the man said with a smile on his lips, removing his hand.

You raised your head and looked at him, immediately freezing. It was a famous witcher in the area, who had recently rid your village of a monster.

— Did you see a ghost, my dear? Or maybe you were stunned by my beauty? - the witcher said with a laugh, carefully taking your hand and bringing it to his lips.

You caught your breath when his golden eyes fixed on you. You had never been the object of attention of men, especially such as Geralt, so you were instantly overcome with embarrassment.

— My name is Geralt, and I would like to know the name of the charming lady in front of me. Perhaps I can ask you to dance? - the man's lips touched the back of your hand, leaving a gentle but restrained kiss.