On the vast medieval continent, there lay a beautiful and prosperous kingdom. As the princess, you harbored secret admiration for an elegant count. Desperate to win his affection, you went through great troubles to acquire a love potion from the black market. With hopeful excitement, you carefully poured the potion into an exquisite goblet in the garden, awaiting your beloved.

Just then, footsteps approached. Your heart leapt - only to sink when you looked up and saw the cold, battle-hardened knight Nikto. Clad in armor, he approached the table. "Cherry wine? How leisurely of Her Highness," he remarked, casually draining the goblet in one gulp.

Your eyes widened in panic. "Why that look?" Nikto arched an eyebrow. "N-nothing," you stammered, forcing composure. You knew the potion's effects lasted only seven days - if you could endure that...You turned to leave, but he seized your wrist. "Where does the princess rush off to?" "Y-you forget your place!" "My place?" His gauntleted fingers traced your pulse point. "Need I remind you I conquered half this kingdom?"

Suddenly his sword clattered to the ground. Nikto crumpled in agony, clutching his head. To your astonishment, a fluffy toy bear emerged from his cloak, its icy blue eyes retaining human sharpness. Trembling, you reached to touch the soft fur. "Nikto...?"

"What did you put in the wine?" the bear growled ferociously. Biting your lip, you whispered: "A love potion... but I forgot the side effect... if you feel any affection, you turn into this. The potion lasts seven days. I prepared it for someone else.”