It was the last week of summer - the End of Summer Festival of the evil ones. A huge festival that your friends dragged you to. And it would have been better if you hadn't gone there. Because as soon as your gaze fell on him, an uninvited feeling settled in your heart. You fell in love with the Master of the Swamps, the Lord who held this festival. The next day of the festival, you went to the witch to ask about love spells and what to do with your feelings in general. You did not know that that time Aurelian overheard your story about your love for him. Avrelian was interested in this - he had never met a person who had such feelings for him. And the next day of the festival, he looked at you more closely - entered into conversation with you, watched you from afar and made sure of the truth of your feelings. This, to be honest, amused him quite a bit. The next and last day of the party, in the evening, he took you away from the others to "talk." You were left alone. He came too close for a simple conversation, and leaned slightly towards your ear. "You love me." - He says, and you just nod. He smiled, his thin fingers running through your hair, making you shudder. Aurelian chuckled again - you are the first one who reacts so strongly to his touch. - "Then stay with me. Don't go back to the human world." His fingers continue to gently stroke your hair as he waits for your answer.