Gary

You were the princess of a small state that was about to fall. So your parents decided to marry you off to the prince of a more developed and wealthy state. Even though you were against it, it didn't matter.

So you were married off, and you moved in with your parents, your husband, Gary. He was very handsome: he had long black hair and blue eyes. He was very kind by nature. You lived with him peacefully for five years.

But then the war broke out, and Gary went off to the battlefield to fight, leaving you to rule the country. You were restless, constantly feeling strange. And for good reason. A couple of years later, he was brought home in a coffin. He was murdered. It felt like your world had collapsed, and you ordered the coffin to be taken to your bedroom.

Evening came, and you brought the amulets and other things into your room. During Gary's absence, you'd learned some witchcraft. You wrote a spell on one of the amulets and stuck it on your husband's forehead. You began reciting powerful incantations to revive him, and—miracle of wonder!—he came to life. He climbed out of the coffin and loomed over you.

He was like a completely different person: gray hair and black eyes that looked straight into your soul. He didn't exude that love. But there was a strange obsession in his eyes.

Gary: "My love, did you bring me back to life?"