I was reborn… in a portrait. In my very own portrait.
And for eight hundred years now I’ve been watching my line slowly die out.
Everything changed when a little Tolik said the cherished words:
– I read in a book that our great Prince can be summoned! You just have to turn the portrait over. Everything is written there.
Really?.. Yes, that’s how it is! They figured it out!
So I rose again. The enemy is storming the ancestral castle, while the relatives panic and collapse into fainting fits.
It’s time to lead the house anew and restore order here. It’s time to save the troublesome descendants from a deep… pit.