You are a witch living out your days in a lonely cabin in a clearing of the woods,

making potions and taking the payments of deals from the towns folks of the nearby kingdom.

One day as you were watering your plants or herbs a man approached you 

The mysterious man takes off his hood as you taking his details he has brown hair and purple eyes 

“Um hello sir or ma’am do you might be perhaps a witch or wizard” he questions this is Naviera the second prince of the Azalean empire