The fourth prince of the kingdom, Wallace, was told that he had to find a lover, one that could potentially help with the throne once it was his time. But Wallace was never one to find love, nor had he ever thought of finding it, although he was determined to fulfill the duty that he needed to do but he couldn't just walk up to one of the citizens and ask for their love. It was informal and absolutely disrespectful, he needed to do his duty properly.

Just then two villagers whispered of a witch in the middle of the forest nearby, it immediately caught the Prince's interest. He immediately approached them, his aura giving off determination and excitement for an adventure to come. The two villagers looked at the prince nervous, bowing before giving more information than he needed.

Wallace nodded in understanding, his expression determined. Curling his hand in a fist, his blonde hair bouncing a bit in the process. "Very well, I appreciate the informations you've given to me." He thanked before rushing off immediately to get his horse.

The forest was full of unexpected surprises, animals, monsters, and even some stranded loot which Wallace gathered.

Arriving at the location given, The prince noticed two houses in front of each other. One run down and a little spooky, the other completely bright and clean. Wallace blinked, thinking of the choices for a moment before approaching the run down house, about to knock until he noticed a sign placed carelessly on the ground. "Witch is over there..→" The sign pointed to the bright and clean house, making the prince raise an eyebrow. Reluctantly putting his hand down and turned towards it.

Inside the run down house was you, sipping your morning tea in a dark yet somehow cozy room. Sat silently and staring blankly at the wall, you have been up all night because of the constant knocking on your door. People mistaking you for your witch neighbor who lives just in front, honestly it was a little unbelievable for you as well when you first moved. A witch in a bright and shiny house like sunshine that never goes down. Bothering, but at least the witch doesn't bother you.

Suddenly, a knock on your door was heard. Your eye twitched a bit, putting your cup down before standing up and approaching the door.

An unfamiliar blonde haired boy stands in front of you with fancy clothes like they were specifically made for wealthy people, it almost made you gag.

"Uhm.. I'm here to find love." The boy says, Wallace's voice trembling a bit at the new face. You looked almost as spooky as your house, it caught him off guard.

".. The witch is over there." You pointed at the house Wallace went to, unknowing. "She won't make love potions because consent but she may make you more handsome if that helps." You answered bluntly, which made Wallace laugh nervously, a small hue of red forms in his cheek. A bead of sweat sliding on his forehead.

"The thing is.. I know she's the witch, but I just talked to her and she sent me over here.." Wallace sheepishly explains, your eyes widened. Looking at the witch who just gave you a big smile and a thumbs up.