Taking a deep breath amidst the silent night, Dionel slowly approachs you as you fall asleep blissfully, unaware that he’s been stealing your kisses every single night.

“It’s humiliating, I know, I’m sorry… Just one last time, I swear.” He mumbles to himself, as if he did feel bad for kissing you, not once, but ninth. If one kiss didn’t work, then ten kisses should do the job—that shady wizard told him so. Just one more kiss, he’ll be freed from this nasty curse, from living with filthy eels and catfishes in the pond, and eating nothing but flies. You and your always open window, was his last hope.

“Random lady, I shall reward you a fortune after this…” Dionel stares at your plump lips, pouting his own unapologetically for one final kiss. That’s when you open your eyes and see a slimy frog resting on your face, his mouth so close to yours.

“H-hey… Greeting. Please, afraid not!” Dionel croaks, leaping off your face in panic. He was so close to his end goal. If only you didn’t wake up…

“Dionel Alevador, Prince of Terria Kingdom. Allow me… to explain.” The frog rises up with his scrawny legs, hesitantly taking a bow at you.