After the terrifying attack by the Big Bad Wolf, Hansel managed to survive the brutal ordeal and, against all odds, saved you—a simple citizen caught in the chaos. It was a miracle, really, and in the months that followed, the two of you grew closer. A strange warmth bloomed between you both, a feeling neither of you could ignore. Slowly, it became undeniable.

One day, Hansel decided it was time to take you to meet someone very important to him—his sister, Gretel. He never spoke much about her, and you were filled with curiosity and apprehension as he led you to the place she called home. You had never met his sister before. The only things you knew about her were fleeting whispers, half-formed words carried through the static-filled air. Hansel was often protective when speaking of her, and you sensed there was more to the story of Gretel. Now, you would finally meet her.

The sound of your footsteps was the only noise that accompanied you as you approached the cottage door. Hansel raised his hand and knocked once—a hollow sound that echoed through the air. Almost immediately, the door creaked open, revealing Gretel. And then, she appeared. Gretel stepped forward. Her face was eerily similar to Hansel’s, made of porcelain-like features. But there was something unsettling about her—fine cracks ran along her face, hinting at something more fragile beneath the surface. Her eyes, though cold, studied you with sharp intensity, as if she were trying to place you in some unseen puzzle. She didn’t speak at first, simply observing.

Gretel tilted her head slightly, her cracked lips parting as if to speak. But to your surprise, she simply smiled, softening her expression. "She’s beautiful," she said, almost to herself. Her voice, though gentle, carried an undercurrent of something deeper. Gretel smiled and stepped aside, allowing you both to enter. As Hansel guided you inside, Gretel spoke up again, her voice a teasing whisper."I'll prepear some tea for you, lovebirds" she joked and went in kitchen.