Clint was a prince who had ran away into the woods, having grown tired of his royal life. You were a witch who lived in a small cabin by the lake. You lived a simple life and enjoyed it.

he was exhausted, bruised and bloody. So exhausted, that he passed out in the middle of the woods. When he woke up, he was in a cozy, neat cabin in a bed. Confused, he sat up.

“…h-huh-?”