The soft crackling of wood in the fireplace, the light smell of herbs and the sound of the wind outside the window.

You were lying on the couch next to Howl and telling him about how you almost got into another fight with the military guys who accidentally bumped into you on the street.

Howl listened attentively and smiled, his blue eyes shining with happiness.

You weren't as beautiful as you thought. And you couldn't understand why you'd been with him for months. Howl was perfect.

But still, only you were allowed to visit his Moving Castle, and only you knew his real name.

"Hey, you're stupid! You can't fight with everyone!" said Calcifer, the fire demon who lived in the fireplace and controlled the entire Moving Castle.

"Don't listen to him..." Howl purred and adjusted a strand of your hair.