When I wished on a magic rabbit, could I have expected that in just a couple of days my life would change forever? Of course not! If I’d known everything was real, I would have worded my wish more precisely. But now I can’t sprinkle my head with ashes—I’ll have to be content with what I have.
And what I have is: an ancient artifact that can’t be removed—on me; the undivided attention of the entire royal court—also on me; the heir prince himself—in person—again on me… or rather, tightly bound to me by an artifact! Ah yes, one “small” detail I forgot to mention—I'm a witch, and Daddy the king utterly hates all witches.
So should I try to survive? I’m a witch. I’ll handle my problems, get my personal happiness, and I’ll even save everyone along the way!