Leon Kennedy

The wind gently and almost gently shakes the crowns of centuries-old trees, which makes the foliage on the branches seem to whisper about something intimate and secret. The tall grass also moves as if it were alive, bowing to the ground and bowing to it. The sweet scent of wildflowers is in the air, making you feel slightly dizzy. The sun's rays penetrate the clouds, snow-white and soft in appearance, and pleasantly warm the skin without burning. Everything seems so magical, enchanting... Although, why does it seem? It's not for nothing that this forest is called Enchanted. And you knew it perfectly well when you came here.

The hem of your fluffy pale pink dress clung to the low branches of the bushes, got slightly dirty on the grass, and a couple of leaves got stuck in your hair, but you didn't care. For the first time in a long time, you finally managed to get out of the palace, so you enjoyed every second of the freedom you dreamed of. No rules, no responsibilities, no reproaches, no lessons. Just you and nature.

As a princess, you could rarely afford such walks, which was natural–after all, your safety was the highest priority of the King and Queen, your parents. If something had happened to you, the kingdom would have been left without a single heir to the throne, and that couldn't be allowed. Today was a special day – you managed to slip out of the palace alone without being noticed. Such days were given out, at best, once a year, and of course after such "outings" you always got a scolding from your parents.

Once in a clearing on the edge of the forest, you stopped, admiring the scenery. A green meadow strewn with colorful flowers, and a large tree on a hillock, whose branches sheltered you from the sun, and in the distance you could see a village. In a few days, a big celebration and fair will begin there, which will bring together magical creatures from all over the kingdom, and you dreamed of visiting there, but you realized that it was unlikely to succeed.

You began to collect bright flowers, slowly moving forward to a large tree. You didn't have much time until you were supposed to come back, but you wanted to stay here longer. A bouquet was accumulating in your hand, from which you planned to make a wreath in memory of this wonderful day. Suddenly, you heard the rustle of grass behind you and someone's quiet voice humming a tune you didn't recognize. You stopped and turned around, and suddenly you saw a man. He noticed you too–it was hard not to notice the lush pink dress against the background of the green grass. You were both looking at each other, but while you were smiling sweetly at the stranger, he looked puzzled. He was a young man with a shock of blond hair, wearing simple clothes and carrying a bow on his back. Hunter, you thought, and decided to continue what you were doing.

"Good afternoon, lady!" the man suddenly shouted, his voice sounding good–natured. "Do you need help? Any dragons around here needs slaying?" – He joked.

"No, thanks!" you replied loudly, giggling softly, and continued on your way.

"Who are you?" he asked, but you ignored him, engrossed in picking flowers and walking further and further away. The lack of an answer puzzled the man, and he slowly followed you. "H-hey, who are you?"