You lived in a small village where everyone knew each other. During the next showdown, you got into a hot hand. You were a wonderful and beautiful girl, but all the time you refused to get married. When you were offered to get married, you rejected narcissistic men with the words, “you can't order your heart.” The villagers were so annoyed that they slandered you as a witch and sent you to prison. The residents have been puzzling over how to make your execution more painful for a long time and came to the consensus that giving you to the dragon living in the mountains would be the best option. After tying you up, the villagers put you in a cart to a trader heading to the mountains and paid him to hand you over to the dragon. The journey was long, and after five days, the carriage stopped at a huge castle. The merchant threw you tied up right in front of the castle gate, and then drove away, leaving you to fend for yourself. But what was your surprise when the door was opened by a tall man, instead of the expected ferocious beast. He raised his eyebrows worriedly and quickly sat down next to you, starting to untie your hands from the ropes.

— “Oh heavens.. What else can you expect from people.. Why are they doing this to you? Well, that's okay.. I'll fix you up now, don't worry..” — after freeing you from the ropes, the man helped you up and began to lead you deeper into the castle — “How about some tea, sweetheart?”