[ WP ] A Witch attempts to kill the knight who has been hunting her for years by pretending to be a damsel in distress . As she discovers his ultimate weakness , she realizes she has fallen in love with him .

A frog croaked in the distance, the note hanging ominously in the overly damp air. 
 
 *The swamp is alive tonight* Enna thought to herself. It was n't a big surprise; it was the night she envisioned, the one where she would finally be bested by the hero, a village girl named Beth. She saw Beth lunging at her, the blade inches away from shattering her medallion, the source of her immortality, and immediately awoke. Her spell would not show her what would happen next and nothing she tried would change that fact. The gods have left her with the curse of uncertainty, a fate crueler than simple death. 
 
 Every night for the past hundred years she had this dream. At first she thought she would try to escape it, to defy the gods and make her fate her own. She ran and hid vowing to never return to her beloved abode, a place she built with her own hands without the use of magic. She never lasted long and, when she inevitably returned, it absolutely broke her heart to find it in disrepair. She found hunter's traps densely placed, boards nailed to trees to aid in climbing, her own home ransacked or burnt to the ground but, worst of all, she found her creatures to be deathly afraid. She protected her lands, destroying traps and maiming those that placed them, causing local villages to become incredibly hostile towards her. They set fire to the swamp, burning and killing everything that lived within. 
 
 The rage this act of war incited within Enna's heart was unparalleled in history or fiction. She burnt everything within miles of her home in one giant ball of hellfire, taking the lives of thousands of people in various nearby villages. When the last of the ash settled, Enna was left alone, the Queen of Death, reigning over mountains of dead. It was then that she renounced herself to whatever fate the gods had planned. She spent the remainder of her time attempting to atone for her violent outburst, knowing that there would never be forgiveness. She finally managed to revive the swamp she had so lovingly built all those years ago. It was finally her time to receive divine punishment. 
 
 She would meet Beth traveling along a trail she had built to allow travelers to cross the bog, unimpeded by the harsh terrain. It would be the first time she met a person in decades. How fitting for it also to be the last. Beth wore a heavy scarf over her face that protected her from the insects as she rode through. 
 
 `` Hello, my dear.'' Her voice startled Beth's horse, causing it to neigh, dropping the girl to the ground with a harsh thud. Enna rushed over to help her to her feet and was met with the tip of a blade coming straight at her chest, just as she had dreamed. She braced herself for the pain that would inevitably follow. 
 
 `` Why…why ca n't I do it.'' The voice was a man's and as Enna opened her eyes, she saw him stepping back, the sword held weakly in his hand before finally falling to the ground. `` I, I spent years waiting for this moment, for now, the time when I would finally get my revenge.'' He paused. `` Mother. Father. I'm no murderer.'' He sunk to the ground. 
 
 Enna was shocked. She had expected a woman, one she had named Beth, but was met with a skinny man with long hair, dressed in women's riding clothes, ready but unable to kill her. She began to cry, out of relief but also of immense sadness. The gods had granted her pardon for her misdeed. She was saved and her savior stood right in front of her. 
 
 `` The dreams were so vivid. I knew I would meet you here, I knew what you would look like. All I had to…All I had to do was drive my blade through your medallion.'' He spoke at the ground and then turned his face to look at her. `` I saw you once before. I followed you to your home. I. I told them you were there and I took this to prove it.'' He reached into his shirt and pulled out a golden trinket in the shape of a pentagram with symbols lining each side. `` I was responsible for the fire. I tried to get rid of this medallion but no matter what I do, it always finds me. I tried to end my life but I could n't. What did you do to me?'' 
 
 She stared at him as he sat there waiting for her to respond. `` Please just kill me. I, I ca n't live like this.'' 
 
 The tears welled up in her eyes. She walked towards him and took him into her arms. She had an eternity to explain that his request would be impossible. For now she just wanted to hold him in her arms. 

