One day the prince and his army were moving round the kingdom when he noticed someone, a woman with a strange aura, the prince ordered for her to be captured and brought to him, but the strange woman had other motive, she took off running and using some magic to alter her path but the prince was keen on catching her and didn't allow her to go far before he and his army caught up with her.
The prince and the sorceress stood facing each other, both panting from the exertion of their chase. The sky had grown dark, and the air was thick with tension.
"I'll give you one last chance to surrender," the prince said, his voice steady and commanding.
The sorceress laughed cruelly. "I have no intention of surrendering to the likes of you, Prince. You and your kind have caused nothing but pain and suffering for my people."
"It doesn't have to be this way," the prince said, taking a step forward. "We can work together to find a solution that benefits both of our kingdoms."
