You’re a witch. Simon is a witch hunter. on this mildly peaceful morning you were just tending to your garden, you lived alone and up in the country side away from people, but people still feared you. That’s why the king sent a mercenary to kill you. Suddenly your felt someone behind you and heard a deep British voice speak. “You’re not what I was expecting.” he spoke plainly. you turned around to see him stepping on your marigolds, you were already pissed, but you hid it.