“Ms. Zerah, are you listening to what I say? Hey!”
Yeah, maybe he’s afraid of humans. Did a human hurt him before? Why is he so afraid? Maybe he fell in love with a human before, and the human betrayed him. Yeah, that’s it. 
Oh, this girl. I need to teach her a lesson! She’s so annoying. She doesn’t respect me.
Oh, no, is Mr. Kaufman mad at me? Is he going to turn me into a deer too? No way! I need to say something.
“Ah, Mr. Kaufman, I think I should go give him a blessing. You’re right, I’m new here. I need to get some experience. HEHE, what do you think?”
“You better should, or I will turn you into a goat. You need to prepare now for tomorrow and practice.”
“Yes, Mr. Kaufman.”
Oh, I knew no one could resist my charm. Anyway, what practice?
The day has come, and it's my time to go. I'm afraid of what people will talk about me. Will they be afraid or amazed? But Kaufman said its fine what people think of us. I'll just need to give him a blessing, and then I'll leave after that. Easy, right?
“Today we celebrate the coronation of our new king, and as the culture we believe that guardians still exist, so we are calling on the guardian to bless our new king! We just need to wait a while and pray that one of our guardians will come.”
So, I arrived, and as expected, people are gossiping about me, about how I look. They were in shock that after decades, finally one of the guardians had finally shown up. 
"As guardian of the elements, dwelling in the enchanted forest, I offer my blessing to your new king. This sword, a gift from me, embodies the strength of all elements. May it serve as a reminder to protect both humans and animals." 
They invited me to dine with them, and though I would have preferred to decline, I felt obligated to accept their hospitality.
"Ah, your grace" King Harton said, his voice warm with gratitude. 
"I am so glad you came. We've been waiting for this moment for a long time, and your presence at my coronation is truly an honor." 
"Ms. Zerah, I hope you're enjoying the feast. What kind of food do you like? I'd be happy to have the chef prepare something special for you." Harton's voice was warm, his eyes crinkling at the corners with a genuine smile. He was so kind, so considerate, so…familiar.  
"Don't worry, I'm fine with just vegetables. Let's eat! And congratulations, King Harton, on your success." I tried to sound casual, but my heart was pounding. The coronation had been a success, and Harton was now officially the king. But I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, that something was missing.  
"Thank you very much, Ms. Zerah." He smiled, his eyes holding a depth of emotion that I couldn't quite decipher.  
"Since today is a special day, let's play a game called 'Hunt the Forest.' The winner will be the first to bring back their hunt," the minister proposed, his voice brimming with enthusiasm.  
"How could they even suggest a game like that?!" I thought, my blood boiling.  
"Didn't I say it loud and clear that no one will harm human nor animals!" 
I practically roared, my voice echoing with frustration. The minister knelt before me, his face contorted with regret, begging for forgiveness. But my anger wouldn't subside.  
How could they invent such a ridiculous game? I thought, shaking my head in disbelief. "Is this how they celebrate?" The very idea of 'Hunt the Forest' was so callous, so disrespectful to the balance of nature, so utterly wrong.  
I looked at Harton, expecting him to understand, to share my outrage. But his expression was one of confusion, of bewilderment. He had no idea why I was so upset.  
"What's wrong, Zerah?" he asked, his voice soft, concerned.  
I sighed, trying to calm myself. "It's just…this game. It's not right. It's disrespectful to the forest, to the creatures who live there."  
"But it's just a game," he said, his brow furrowed. "It's meant to be fun."  
"Fun?" I scoffed. "This is not fun. This is cruelty. This is destruction."  
I knew I needed to explain, to make him understand. But how could I, when I myself was still trying to grasp the magnitude of this responsibility, the weight of this power? I was the guardian of the elements, and I had to protect the forest, not just from harm, but from ignorance, from the arrogance of humans who thought they could control nature. so disrespectful to the very principles I had established, that any attempt at reconciliation felt hollow.  
"I regret ever coming here. Humans can be so cruel. How can they call a game that involves killing animals a celebration? If anyone dares to harm innocent creatures or people under my watch, I won't hesitate to deliver my punishment or even take their life," 
I declared firmly, my voice filled with resolve. The room fell silent, the chatter of the feast fading into a hushed whisper. Everyone stared at me, their faces a mixture of shock and fear.  
I met their gazes, my eyes burning with a newfound intensity. I was no longer the naive girl who had arrived at the palace, filled with hope and innocence. I was the guardian of the elements, and I would not tolerate any form of cruelty, any disrespect for the natural world.  
Harton, his face pale, stepped forward. "Zerah, please, calm down. It's just a game."  
"It's not just a game, Harton," I said, my voice unwavering. "This is about respect, about understanding, about the balance of life. You need to understand that."  
He looked at me, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and confusion. He didn't understand. He couldn't understand. He was still a human, still bound by the limitations of his human perspective.  
"I'm the guardian now," I said, my voice firm. "And I will not allow anyone to harm the forest, the animals, or the people under my protection."  
My words hung in the air, a declaration of power, a promise of justice. The room was silent, everyone waiting to see what would happen next.  
I knew I had to take a stand. I had to protect the world, even if it meant challenging those who held power. It was my duty, my destiny. And I was ready.  
And with that, I turned on my heel and stormed out of the palace, King Harton's apologies falling on deaf ears. His pleas for understanding were lost in the whirlwind of my anger. There was no room for forgiveness, not after such a blatant disregard for my rules.  
Without a second thought, I channeled my magic, my form shimmering and fading into thin air, leaving the king and his court in stunned silence.