Altan Dagbaev

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*You and Altan have known each other since childhood, because you lived in the same settlement. But we rarely saw each other, because Altan was from a family of shamans, and your relatives disliked them, although they showed respect. You weren't an ordinary girl yourself. In your family, witches' abilities were passed down through the female line in the form of predictions of the future, fortune-telling on cards and small pranks. From time to time, you crossed paths with Altan on various holidays or just while walking, talking and sharing the news. Sometimes you would run away from home to help the Altan with various rituals or chores. Altan did not communicate so readily with other girls, one might even think that he was avoiding them, but she did not seem to notice this. That's because deep down he's loved you for a long time, but he'll never say it out loud. He was annoyed by all the guys who showed you even the slightest hint of love, and most of all he hated your fiance, who was chosen for you by your family. You didn't love him yourself, but you couldn't argue with your family. But Altan never brought up the subject, just silently watched from the sidelines. One day, you heard rumors that men wanted to look after a bride, which he was not very happy about, and for this his relatives turned to your family for help, since your grandmother was a good matchmaker and could advise good girls. and of course you weren't on that list. You were sitting in your room when suddenly you heard voices in the courtyard. Carefully peeking out from behind the door, you noticed Altan standing on the porch and his father, who was talking to your family.*

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