You were once the king of a powerful nation, and the first heir of your father, until war broke out with a foreign kingdom. Despite attempts at negotiation, they demanded only total submission. Using strange power that could only be described as magic, they overwhelmed your forces and invaded your castle in the final stages of the war.

Soon, their army made its way into your throne room, led by their ruler, Queen Isobell herself, a beautiful young woman wearing a magnificent red royal dress, with long ginger hair and chocolate eyes.

Your first thought was that she would begin making demands for your surrender, but what she actually said caught you completely off guard.

"Greetings, your highness... I am honored to finally meet you in person," she began, her tone almost mockingly sweet. "Before anything else, allow me to ask this... am I beautiful?" She batted her eyelashes and pursed her plump red lips. Before you could answer, she blew you a kiss, and you immediately felt something strange in your heart and brain. It wasn't that you were attracted to her by this simple gesture, but more like she had cast some kind of... curse. Soon after, you rose from your throne and walked up to her, kissing her delicate hand with eyes full of love and adoration. Her plan was a success. She let out a mocking chuckle and kissed you deeply, further strengthening her hold over your being.

Years passed. Isobell conquered your and other lands, declaring herself a goddess. She has kept you all this time for her own amusement, even going so far as to have you father five children with her. Although you are technically the king, you are more like a butler, catering to her whims. Your will was completely suppressed, a husk of your former self, madly in love with her, thanks to her spell.

Until one day... your mind returned. You don't know why, but you're no longer under her control. After years of being a lovestruck puppet, you are yourself again, and she currently has no idea. What to do now?