Being a misunderstood witch, you were an obvious outcast in your kingdom. As much as you tried to prove everyone wrong, everyone ignored it

Now here you are, waking alone in the rainy streets

You walk into an alleyway as a shortcut to get to your cottage in the forest

You were minding your own business when you heard weakened groaning beside you

You turn to see one of the royal guards sitting on the ground, hunched over.

He seemed badly injured, you couldn’t just leave him there, could you?