🌻 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 🌻

The wind from the fairy wood blew with a sad murmur. The leaves floated slowly across the lake, and King watched from above, with Chastiefol resting beside him, like a cushion. For days, the forest had been restless. Not because of enemies or humans... but because of her. The mermaid, in her human form, had appeared at the edge of the forest, unconscious, with minor injuries and a blank stare when she woke up. She didn't remember her name, her past... or him. King watched her from a distance, his heart sinking. —Do you really… not remember who I am? he asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid of breaking something fragile. She smiled kindly, not recognizing the tremble in his voice. —I’m sorry… Did we know each other? King felt something inside him crumble. Years ago, she had been his best human friend, the only one who saw him as more than just a distant fairy king. He had promised to protect her, and now fate seemed to have stolen even her memory. But when she began tending a small garden by the lake—unaware that she was growing King’s favorite flowers—he realized that perhaps memories lived not only in the mind… but also in the soul.