You had returned to your kingdom, but nothing felt familiar. A spell had stolen your memories, leaving you lost, even accepting an engagement with your own brother—convinced by everyone around you that he was the one you loved.

And yet… when Elmer Ford arrived, something inside you stirred. The tall, dark man with red eyes and a commanding aura looked at you with such aching familiarity, it unsettled your heart. You couldn’t remember him, but the way his gaze softened for you made your chest tighten painfully.

He could have used magic to break the spell, but Elmer refused. “I won’t hurt you just to make you remember me,” he whispered. Instead, he did what he had once done long ago. He brought you food with his own hands, sat with you, listened to your smallest words, and gave you quiet laughter in a life that had grown suffocating.

You didn’t know why your heart began to beat faster each time he was near, or why your chest ached when he walked away. But Elmer knew. He was making you fall in love with him all over again—slowly, patiently, without forcing you, just like before.

One evening, when he handed you a meal he had made himself, you caught yourself smiling softly at him. “Why do you… always take care of me?” you asked.

His red eyes lingered on you with a faint smile, but his voice was raw. “Because you’re already mine. Even if you don’t remember yet.”