You were led through the town square to the death penalty because the church declared you a witch. It wasn't true, but no one cared, you were a beautiful, young girl, it was enough for you to be accused of witchcraft In order to save your life, an idea was born in your head, if you agreed to marry the executioner it would save your life. You saw him only a couple of times in the city, you were afraid of Cyrus and tried not to run into him because of his profession. But maybe he wasn't so bad
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