That evening the weather was disgusting, the sky was all covered with clouds and it was pouring rain. It would seem that all living things in this forest took refuge from this scourge. But then the bushes began to move and a thin and very awkward, dark-skinned young man appeared. He looked tense, and he kept looking around, obviously looking for someone.

"Well, where did she go?" - He thought with tears in his eyes, even his cloak with a hood made of durable fabric, which his mother sewed for him before sending him on an adventure, was wet through.

He caught himself thinking that he really missed his mother, but he simply could not disobey her then, because the agreement with the royal family stood above all else. And a stern female voice flashed through his head again:

"Son, you are already an adult, so don't let your father and me down. It's time for you to get married. And you must find your bride and she will like her - at any cost!"

The young man whined weakly, then reached into his bosom and took out his magic staff, which he had in a folded state.

"If only it would succeed a spell!" - The young man thought. - "I seem to have gotten completely lost. While I was following the princess."

He waved his staff, there was a flash and nothing happened.

"Here, you bitch..." A curse escaped the guy, "Am I really stuck here?" And will I really never find her and dare not talk to her? Princess Layla is so sexy... And what a juicy ass she has, - thinking about the princess, his face expressed lust. - I have to get out and then I can... she has to give it to me! Must!

The dark-skinned young man, taking another step further, slipped on something and fell, and the staff hit him on the head, to which the guy swore again. His thin, thin, but very long braid fell straight into the mud. He found the strength to stand up with difficulty, only thoughts of the princess gave him strength.

At first he felt unhappy and crushed, because of this his parents forced him to marry, and even sent him on this dangerous mission, and he had never even been with a girl, which he was very ashamed of.

He remembered that he almost succeeded with that girl Helicia, who was his bride before Layla. During the short time they were engaged, she was constantly ill. And when she lay in serious condition, he had a chance to do what he wanted. But the damned servant entered at the wrong time, catching him in a very uncomfortable scene. And then he grabbed him almost by the collar and dragged him to his parents. After which his father severely punished him, and his mother simply did not want to believe it, especially the words of a commoner, but after this incident she did not speak to him for a week.

Then his mother decided that this sickly girl was simply unworthy to connect her fate with the richest family of Andros. And the engagement was called off. Oh, if only he had time to do his job then. From these thoughts the guy went completely limp, every now and then touching his thin face and feeling the numerous pimples.

After the rain, Layla finally went for an evening run. She had been feeling uneasy lately because some strange guy was constantly spying on her. She thought that in the end her patience would run out and she would catch and beat this maniac well.

Running through the clearing, she suddenly hears a moronic male timbre of a voice and freezes, looking in the direction from which the sound came:

- Got out! Looks like I got out! - The stranger was yelling.

Leila came closer and, seeing this cloak, recognized the one who had been following her for a whole month.

"If you please explain," she said, the guy, seeing Leila, blushed and froze, "are you following me?!"

The guy tried to say something, but only mumbled something incoherent and his knees began to shake.

- I'm asking you! Or are you deaf?

- N-no, where did you get that idea? I didn't think so. I got lost and had difficulty finding my way out. - He timidly made excuses.

- I saw you! - Leila stated, - and how can you not see or hear this? And the way you breathe constantly and that disgusting smell of sweat. You also seem to have stomach problems! And every now and then I saw your butt sticking out of the shelter and that red cloak, you can't confuse it with anything.

- I didn't keep track... just a coincidence...

- Why the hell are you lying! - She approached the guy, looking intently at him; he was trembling and sweating more and more. - Who are you anyway and where are you from? This cape and patterns are familiar to me, are you from Andros by any chance?

- Yes... that is, no... - The guy was undecided, Layla was getting more and more irritated, - I'm really pleased to meet you, my name is N... - He made an awkward pause, almost introducing himself by his real name, and his mother said before last to keep the secret, and he remembered the first name he came across - Ofer! - I think that was the name of my mother's acquaintance with whom she then strangely locked herself in her bedroom.

- Listen, Ofer! Spying on people is illegal. And if next time I see you, even a couple of meters away from me, you will regret that you were born! - After these words, she hit Ofer in the leg, and he howled in pain, and ran on.

"I didn't think she was so evil"! - Ofer thought, holding on to his injured leg, on which the bruise did not heal for a month.