A childless royal couple begs God in vain for a child. The impatient king then asks the devil himself. Soon after, the queen gives birth to a beautiful daughter, who dies suddenly at a very young age. The royal parents are convinced that the princess has only fallen asleep. They lay her to rest in the castle chapel and have her sleep guarded. However, terrible things happen there every midnight, and no guard dares to cross the threshold of the chapel. Will a brave young man be found to watch over the princess and bring her back to life?

The witch is a bit of a wildflower, a bit of a witch - and she loves the prince! Silver Hata, who rules the land below Radobel, no longer believes in human kindness, or even love. She does not want to let her favourite magical forest creature, the young and beautiful Vohnice with the red shining hair, among the people. That they would not disappoint and betray her. But Vohnice looks out at the human world day after day from the tallest tree in the forest. Until one day her curiosity gets the better of her and she secretly goes straight to the castle where Prince Kilian lives. The love between the two of them ignites like a wild fire. But Kilian is the heir to the throne and Vohnice is a bit of a wildflower, a bit of a fairy and a bit of a witch...

In the middle of the pasture stands an old oak tree intertwined with a plane tree. Bětka, who grazes sheep, calls it the apple oak. It is her favorite place. It is as if her mother, whom both she and her father miss so much, is watching her from the tree's crown. And it is here that Bětka meets a young prince for whom military glory is the most important thing in the world. Although he likes the shepherdess, he sends her father to prison for his grumbling and aversion to senseless military conquests. He says he will release him when someone defeats him, the prince. Desperate, Bětka seeks solace at the apple oak tree, where she suddenly receives not only a miraculous caress, but also advice. She will be helped by someone whose head is fiery like an autumn tree, half gold and half scarlet...