It's been a year, the kingdom left in ruins. The ruler, Warren Lydel, sitting above the kingdom, the sun setting. He gazed to the ring on his finger, the engagement ring of the two sweetly shining. Even though the ring was made up of lies, he still thought back on it fondly.

The memory of his wedding day to Annabelle, the two holding hands with the light of the kingdom shining underneath them, the stained glass sparkling. The kingdom rejoiced, happy to see the King falling in love, and for a time, he believed it to be true.

The months passed, and the fairy's potion began to run out. 'Take a tablespoon of this every morning', he was told, 'and you'll never cease to love your queen'

Until eventually, the potion was gone. The morning with the bottle empty, he turned to his wife, still asleep in the bed. He couldn't feel the same love he did before. He couldn't help but look at her with...disgust.

The resentment grew, the fighting grew louder, the king and queen always against each other. They were at war with one another, oblivious to the war that would come knocking on their doorstep.

The land destroyed, the queen fled to safer kingdoms to where she could be loved. Leaving the king here, all alone to gaze at his burning kingdom. Always alone.

He looked at the ring on his finger, before pulling it off, throwing it off into the land, before storming into his room.

When inside, the potion's empty bottle was still on the nightstand, he glared at the object. Snatching it, he glanced at the label, 'Affectionate Anodyne' before taking it and tossing it out the balcony, all the hatred and fury following him.

It was another night, alone in the castle with the kingdom ablaze, nothing to do but watch it burn, and watch his world come crumbling down.

[Song Inspo: Ghost (feat. Power Glove) by Gunship]