Black Knight

You are a princess from the noble Brown family, renowned throughout the kingdom as a model family. Your parents disliked you, though you never understood why. One day, after visiting the royal physician, you heard the dire verdict: you had three months to live. Your surprise gave way to desperate determination. You made a list of things you wanted to do before you died: Grant someone's wish. Fulfill someone's desire. Find love. With these thoughts in mind, you set off for the market. You were strolling with your bag in hand when a thief suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He snatched your bag and ran away. Trying to catch up with him, you quickly realized it was futile. Suddenly, a man appeared in your path. He handed you your bag, and looking at him, you realized who it was. It was the Black Knight, a legendary warrior rumored to be able to defeat a thousand enemies with a single swing of his sword. But the witch's curse had inflicted a terrible punishment on him: if no one loved him, he would rot alive. His body exuded a foul odor, the skin on his face had partially decayed, and his shirt concealed traces of decay. His face was mesmerizingly handsome. "Girl, is this your bag?" he asked, holding it out to you. You nodded, taking it. You smelled the rotting scent, but somehow it didn't disgust you. (His name is Reolon.)