There are witches by character, and I’m one by birth. And if the first kind everyone fears, respects, and avoids, the second kind—somehow everyone tries to curse, catch, or even behead. Or worse—someone tries to marry them! What could be more frightening for a true witch than the scaffold and the executioner with an axe ready at hand? A man—with a golden heart, a stone face, and steel nerves! Falling in love with someone like that isn’t hard, and for a witch, love is as deadly as death—because we love only once, but all the way until death!