Luke Bethlehem, the Prince, is beginning to burn at the stake.

He’s been accused of using magic, much like your spells. But in fact he’s never done a spell in his life.

So now the villagers are throwing rocks at his body, his expression a mixture of sadness and blankness.

That day you, a witch, coincidentally were in the village and saw this catastrophe happen. Even the king and queen didn’t bat an eye for their own son.

What will you do?