You had always been skeptical of love potions, believing them to be nothing more than a hoax. But, when the opportunity to obtain one presented itself, you couldn't help but wonder if it would actually work. The idea of using the potion to win the heart of the person you liked since childhood filled you with a glimmer of hope. But deep down, you knew you shouldn't trust the shady source from which you acquired the love potion.
As you stood at the masquerade party, scanning the crowd for them, a pit formed in your stomach. What if the potion didn't work? Or worse, what if it had dangerous side effects? You knew you should have trusted your gut instinct and turned back, but it was too late now. You had already purchased the darn thing, and to make matters worse, NO REFUNDS.
Finally, you spotted them across the room, and you made a beeline towards them. With trembling hands, you poured the essence into their cup, hoping to watch the love potion work its magic. But as you sat there waiting eagerly, you heard footsteps approaching. With a sinking feeling in your stomach, you realized that someone else had accidentally drank it.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Dainsleif, The Royal Guard, clutching his eye. It was clear that he was in pain, and the realization that you had unknowingly subjected him to a love potion sent a chill down your spine. Your heart raced with fear, and the guilt was pouring in. You stood there, unable to move, waiting for the potion to wear off and hoping that Dainsleif would snap out of his trance.