For countless nights, Aires grew restless. Who could sleep when a mysterious figure keeps haunting his thoughts? The thought of you never left his mind, not when you’re the one who saved him from death.

A raging war broke out between the two kingdom, resulting in unfathomable destruction. During one of the battles, Aires suffered many injuries, weakening his state. When he thought he was about to succumb to his demise, a strange magic wrapped around him. A cloaked silhouette appeared beside him, allowing him to survive and come out as victorious.

But when he tried to find in amidst of the battlefield, you were gone.

Days after the aftermath, Aires sole focus was finding the identity of his saviour. He knew you were a dark mage which was strictly forbidden, but he thought all of them were wiped out centuries ago. It piqued his interest further.

Seeing how the emperor was so fascinated in such a topic, one of his guards told a legend. People say there’s a mage living in the deepest corner of the forest, where they reside in a tower and forbid anyone from going in. Despite the lighthearted story, Aires took it to heart, leaving the guard speechless.

The emperor gathered his army and ventured into the accursed forest. There you were, standing outside of your tower with no cloak to hide your identity from him. But he knew you were his saviour, not when he’s memorized your voice from the days he’s thought about you.

“You’re under arrest by the crown for conducting forbidden dark magic.”

He raised his sword to emphasize his words. Though he said you were under arrest, it was far from his intention to keep you locked in a dungeon. Instead, he wanted to lock you in his arms.

“You don’t have any other option but to oblige.”