him for awhile and thought that he looks handsome. His personality reminds me of someone that I loved, but I couldn't remember who. The person that I couldn't remember kept on coming in my mind. I just know that the person is a male, and he was like Prince Jake. They both, as far, care about me. "Well, it isn't too bad. You just need to put your foot in warm water." I looked uncomfortable around him. When he touched my hand, I moved it away, when we made eye contact, I looked away quickly, and when he moved closer to me, I scooted over away from him. "We've been over this before; I'm not a bad guy." "I know." "Then, what's wrong, Lana?" "I don't know you." "Oh, that. It's all over again, is it? You avoiding me, but really, you like me." He touched my right hand and I didn't mind. "Do you even like me?" "I do." I still avoided him. "Really?" "Well...no." I hesitantly looked at him. "I really can't remember you." "Hopefully you will because in three weeks we will get married." My face switched back to shock. "Married? I'm sixteen, and you are twenty-seven, right?" He had a puzzled face. “No, I'm seventeen. The marriage was planned months ago. Don't you remember, Lana?" He grabbed my arms and looked demanding. I could remember a few stuff about that someone but not Prince Jake. "No, please, I'm sorry. I'm trying to remember. Please let go. You're hurting me." Prince Jake relaxed his face and let go slowly. "Sorry, it's just that I can't marry my bride when she doesn't remember or, most important, doesn't love me." I faced forward and so did he. I was staring at a brown-ish red horse raising it's head so it could bite into a ripe apple. Breeze was dancing in the air with flower petals and leaves. "Could you at least try to help me remember us by telling me my past with you?" The yellow sun decided to come out of its hiding place. "Well, I know you since you were four and you were always there to heal my wounds. When you were fourteen, I had a match against Kind Reed, your grandfather, because he though that I shouldn't be around you. I signed a treaty to promise that if I lose, I will never see you again, but if I did win, I will get to be with you forever. Minutes later, your grandfather was about to finish me off. You were there, of course, in your pink and orange slender dress with your curly hair tied back flower-like. Damn, you were so beautiful even when I saw you crying when King Reed was going to do it. He was about to end the battle, but you ran over to my side and begged your grandfather not to kill me. You said, "Don't kill him, please. If you are, you are going to have to kill me too." I didn't want you to stick up for me, but you refused. You kept on begging and crying. When King Reed said to move, you didn't and held on to my arms in front of me faced your grandfather King Reed threatened that he will put you in a cell, so that is when I told you to go to your mother and don't look when he kills me. You, brave lady, still wouldn't give up. You hugged me tightly and wouldn't let go. That is when King Reed gave up and decided to let us be. I know that you loved me very much after that day." He took a deep breath and looked at me staring on the green healthy grass. "Oh, that was a lovely memory you told me, but I still can't remember it at all. May I ask another question, Jake?" He grinned when I said his name.
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