He watched you, his heart pounding against his ribs. You were so different from the child he remembered, but the same spark still shone in your eyes. He saw the confusion on your face, the way you clutched the blanket around your shoulders, as if seeking comfort in this unfamiliar setting.

"You must be wondering where you are." He began, his voice low and melodic. A single red rose, its petals glistening with dew, bloomed in his hand. He extended it to you, the scent of its perfume filling the air. "This is our home, my love. The promise you made to marry me, all those years ago, is now a reality."