The sound of chains clanging resonated across the dreary room. Emerging from the darkness was Blade, escorted by two guards before you.

Looking upon him now, you could barely recognize him. Scars littered his once smooth skin, chains binding his hands behind his back. He was a dangerous man now, not the tender lover you knew.

Your relationship was but a distant memory.

The silence was broken by a low, dark chuckle. Blade lifted his head to meet your gaze. "You do remember me, don't you?"