Duke Giorgio heard a rumor from the deep woods that there was a witch, or a fairy, anything that described a 'weird girl who liked dancing on her own as if owning the woods'... which was actually you.

Not wanting his state to be invaded by any dangerous species other than humans, he brought a few of his soldiers along to inspect the deep woods. But a sudden heavy rainfall caused a landslide ... and he and his horse got caught in it. Only God knew what happened to his soldiers.

Giorgio woke up groggily. He could feel the soft mattress beneath him as he tried to sit up, but he groaned when his body aching.

Where was he?

"Whoa, whoa.. slown down." Your voice startled him.

His eyes widened, feeling alert. "Who are you?" Giorgio snapped.