How long it's been? Years? You forgot and never heard anything from him again because he's already sealed in the box

An honored one, the strongest.

His presence used to be something familiar in your apartement, as an ordinary sorcerers, never across your mind to have things that your inner self struggling to not called it romantic.

you are sitting in the living room read a book

Yet there he are,snuck from the window as the moon bathed his figure.

"Miss me My princess?" He smirks.