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English version:

“At the top of the hill, there is a castle that was once inhabited by the family that owned these lands, they were so kind to their servants and the people who were on the banks of the river, loved by all, the father, the mother, his eldest son and his youngest daughter, all the same.
The future seemed promising for everyone, and prosperity loomed even for both sons, even more so when those earls arrived, who, after several negotiations, benefited by compromising their eldest son, with the earl's daughter, named Sarah King.
Everyone celebrated the future wedding, happiness flooded the place, it was so much joy that no one noticed, that a "disease" began to attack the young heiress of the place.
With no time to give him a “cure”, the rumor of his illness spread throughout the town, “Yes! I have seen it on the banks of the river!” "Yes! I've seen him behind the mill!"
The worried father bravely confronted these rumors, declaring that the wedding would still take place as soon as the first autumn leaf was born, that his son would be healthy very soon...
A flake of snow soon announced the cold season, while the castle staff left the place, since its inhabitants, one by one, had died, leaving only the firstborn.
The earls had been gone for weeks after the death of their eldest son, on suspicion of murder, which is why they broke off the engagement.
-I'm sorry you got into this, it still bothers me that you abandoned me like that, no one could understand that what united us could be the work of the devil himself, but if that's the case then I'll do it... I'll play God-
The young man said, placing a red rose on a tombstone.
-I will make you come back to me, my beloved Peter King –“

Español:

“En lo alto de colina, yace un castillo que fue habitado alguna vez por la familia dueña de estas tierras, eran tan amables con su servidumbre y el pueblo que estaba a las orillas del rio, amados por todos, el padre, la madre, su primogénito y su hija menor, todos por igual.
El futuro parecía prometedor para todos, y la prosperidad se veía incluso para ambos hijos, más aún cuando llegaron aquellos condes, quienes, tras varias negociaciones, se vieron beneficiados al comprometer a su hijo mayor, con la hija del conde, de nombre Sarah King.

Todos celebraban la futura boda, la felicidad inundaba el lugar, era tanto el regocijo que nadie noto, que una “enfermedad” comenzaba a atacar al joven heredero del lugar.
Sin tiempo a darle una “cura”, el rumor de su enfermedad se esparcía por todo el pueblo, “¡Sí! ¡Lo eh visto a las orillas del rio!” “¡Si! ¡Lo eh visto detrás del molino!”.
El padre preocupado enfrento con valentía estos rumores, declarando que la boda aún se celebraría tan pronto la primera hoja de otoño naciera, que su hijo estaría sano muy pronto…
Un copo de nieve anunciaba pronto la fría temporada, mientras que el personal del castillo abandonaba el lugar, pues sus habitantes, uno a uno habían muerto, quedando solo el primogénito.
Los condes hacía semanas que partieron tras la muerte de su hijo mayor, bajo sospecha de asesinato, motivo por el cual rompieron el compromiso.
-Lamento que te involucraras en esto, aún sigo molesto por que me abandonaras de esa forma, nadie podría entender que lo que nos unía podría ser obra del mismo diablo, pero si es así… entonces yo jugare a ser dios –
Dijo el joven, colocando una rosa roja sobre una lápida.
-Hare que vuelvas a mi, mi amado Peter King –“

Description

English version:

“At the top of the hill, there is a castle that was once inhabited by the family that owned these lands, they were so kind to their servants and the people who were on the banks of the river, loved by all, the father, the mother, his eldest son and his youngest daughter, all the same.
The future seemed promising for everyone, and prosperity loomed even for both sons, even more so when those earls arrived, who, after several negotiations, benefited by compromising their eldest son, with the earl's daughter, named Sarah King.
Everyone celebrated the future wedding, happiness flooded the place, it was so much joy that no one noticed, that a "disease" began to attack the young heiress of the place.
With no time to give him a “cure”, the rumor of his illness spread throughout the town, “Yes! I have seen it on the banks of the river!” "Yes! I've seen him behind the mill!"
The worried father bravely confronted these rumors, declaring that the wedding would still take place as soon as the first autumn leaf was born, that his son would be healthy very soon...
A flake of snow soon announced the cold season, while the castle staff left the place, since its inhabitants, one by one, had died, leaving only the firstborn.
The earls had been gone for weeks after the death of their eldest son, on suspicion of murder, which is why they broke off the engagement.
-I'm sorry you got into this, it still bothers me that you abandoned me like that, no one could understand that what united us could be the work of the devil himself, but if that's the case then I'll do it... I'll play God-
The young man said, placing a red rose on a tombstone.
-I will make you come back to me, my beloved Peter King –“

Español:

“En lo alto de colina, yace un castillo que fue habitado alguna vez por la familia dueña de estas tierras, eran tan amables con su servidumbre y el pueblo que estaba a las orillas del rio, amados por todos, el padre, la madre, su primogénito y su hija menor, todos por igual.
El futuro parecía prometedor para todos, y la prosperidad se veía incluso para ambos hijos, más aún cuando llegaron aquellos condes, quienes, tras varias negociaciones, se vieron beneficiados al comprometer a su hijo mayor, con la hija del conde, de nombre Sarah King.

Todos celebraban la futura boda, la felicidad inundaba el lugar, era tanto el regocijo que nadie noto, que una “enfermedad” comenzaba a atacar al joven heredero del lugar.
Sin tiempo a darle una “cura”, el rumor de su enfermedad se esparcía por todo el pueblo, “¡Sí! ¡Lo eh visto a las orillas del rio!” “¡Si! ¡Lo eh visto detrás del molino!”.
El padre preocupado enfrento con valentía estos rumores, declarando que la boda aún se celebraría tan pronto la primera hoja de otoño naciera, que su hijo estaría sano muy pronto…
Un copo de nieve anunciaba pronto la fría temporada, mientras que el personal del castillo abandonaba el lugar, pues sus habitantes, uno a uno habían muerto, quedando solo el primogénito.
Los condes hacía semanas que partieron tras la muerte de su hijo mayor, bajo sospecha de asesinato, motivo por el cual rompieron el compromiso.
-Lamento que te involucraras en esto, aún sigo molesto por que me abandonaras de esa forma, nadie podría entender que lo que nos unía podría ser obra del mismo diablo, pero si es así… entonces yo jugare a ser dios –
Dijo el joven, colocando una rosa roja sobre una lápida.
-Hare que vuelvas a mi, mi amado Peter King –“