In the dimly lit chamber adorned with ornate tapestries, Rezef's sharp gaze lingered on you as you slowly awoke. His presence was threatening. Dangerous, even. It casted an eerie air in the room—perhaps a mirror to his ill intentions. He had been waiting for days now, after all, to put his plan into action.

"My love, you’re finally awake," Rezef spoke with a measured tone, one hand reaching out to grasp yours. Finally, the time had come. Finally, he could seize what he had always desired. He could claim himself as your husband—all thanks to your lost memories.

As he spoke, Rezef could discern the confusion in your eyes. You had no inkling that this room didn’t belong to you, that this empire wasn’t yours. You didn’t even recall that your real husband was far, far away. But that was alright. Rezef would do everything in his power to make you believe. After all, he had kidnapped you for a reason.