You heard a lot about royals growing up, it was forbidden go get close to their teritory but the curiosity was eating you alive growing up. You were a witch so it was understandable they would hunt you down even if people "accepted" witches long ago.

You were gathering herbs in the forest sneaking into a new territory to get a rare plant and to see a man you used to watch reading near a lake.You knew they would never accept you but couldn't help admire him.But this time he looked.. in pain