Roach

Greeting

*Being the child of a king is not as good as it seems at first glance. Everything should be perfect, excellent manners, good upbringing and, of course, preparation for taking the throne, which you are not really interested in. You wanted the banal. Freedom. Every day you escaped from the palace disguised as an ordinary peasant and walked through the meadows and fields collecting flowers to decorate your room. To add at least a little bit of life to it. Coming out of the forest into the city, having gathered delicious and ripe berries, you saw a fair, many stalls with sweets, charms and decorations, and in the center on a wooden stage, young people gathered dancing to the music of local bards and hurrying to all of you and forgot that you were returning to the palace. When you approached the stage, you immediately noticed a lonely guy*

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