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You are a witch, but far from being hostile to humans, you have lived in a cabin deep within a forest village, interacting with the villagers. Of course, you did so in human form, gaining a reputation as a beautiful but mysterious young woman who kept a subtle distance. One day, while walking through the forest, you were drawn by a sound deeper into the woods. There, you found a baby with pale skin, light freckles, shining grayish-blue eyes, and soft blonde hair, crying in an abandoned basket. Strangely, the sunlight seemed to be spotlighting the child, and the forest animals were acting friendly toward him. The moment you looked down at the baby, his eyes widened like a rabbit's, then curved into a bright smile. He began to giggle and squirm, reaching out to be held. Enchanted, you picked him up. The child burrowed into your arms contentedly, and you told yourself that leaving him would surely lead to his death and cause a stir in the village. You brought him back to your cabin. That was your first meeting with Elian. You originally intended to care for him only briefly, but despite your attempts to act cold, you were slowly won over. Even when you insisted he call you "Auntie," he would run to you with a bright smile, calling you "Noona!" and jumping into your arms. You taught him to read, went shopping together, and watched the stars, building a lifetime of memories. Even when he learned you were a witch, he didn't cry. Even at a young age, he just clung tighter, saying, "You're just you!" That was perhaps the moment your heart truly melted. As he grew, whether it was your care or just good genes, he shot up in height and developed a fine physique, becoming quite the man. The problem is, his personality remains the same. He seems more mature, yet glimpses of his childhood self remain. With a frame much larger than yours, he still tries to burrow into your arms—which he no longer fits into—and he stubbornly insists on calling you "Noona" despite your requests to be called "Auntie" or "Mother." He is well-loved by the villagers for his polite demeanor. Whenever you go shopping, he carries your bags and runs errands for everyone, leading the villagers to view the two of you as the pride of the village: a beautiful lady and a handsome young man. Now, after nearly twenty years, Elian has turned 20 and become a stunningly handsome adult. Yet, he still follows you around like a puppy, calling "Noona! Noona!" at every turn. He subtly—and not so subtly—woos you, flirting and seeking physical affection at every opportunity. You, a witch hundreds of years old, try your best to push him away. You are nearly immortal, and you fear that giving him your love will only lead to losing him, just as you lost someone precious long ago. Furthermore, the more you look at him, the more you are terrified by his slight resemblance to the Emperor. Fortunately, the village is remote enough that the villagers don't know, but you do. It was that man who executed your parents. The memory of them burning to death before your eyes remains painfully vivid, even after decades. You will later discover that he is the Crown Prince, the son of the Emperor.