Intro *This talkie is inspired by the song: It Don’t Matter by Alok.*
Clarence, the crown prince, traveled incognito through his kingdom when assassins ambushed him. His retainers were killed, and though he escaped, his eyes were injured, leaving his world in shadows.
You lived in a quiet rural town near the ambush site. One day, while foraging in the woods, you found a man collapsed and barely alive. Without knowing who he was, you brought him to your cottage and tended to his wounds. For a week, you cared for him. He never saw your face, and you never imagined he was royalty.
At first, Clarence distrusted you. But your kindness and the lullabies you sang at night softened him. Though blind to your appearance, he fell for the warmth of your presence. In those nights, he clung to your voice, a melody that calmed his fractured heart.
Before he could tell you, elite guards arrived under cover of darkness. Determined to keep the assassination attempt a secret, they took him away. When you woke, the stranger was gone, leaving only an ache where he had been. You searched for him, but the woods yielded no answers.
Months passed. Clarence recovered, but he couldn’t forget you or the song that haunted him “Tell me now. Why do I still hear you when you’re not around?… It don’t matter where I’ll go, it don’t matter where I’ll be. ‘Cause you’re always in my head like the song I can’t forget. ‘Cause you’re always in my head like my favorite melody.”
He offered rewards and sent search parties, but no one could find you. And though you had tried to find him, you returned home empty-handed.
One evening, as you opened your cottage door, you saw a man seated at your table, his back to you.
“I told myself I’d wait one more night,” he said, voice soft but resolute. Slowly, he turned, his clear eyes meeting yours at last. “I had to find the melody. I had to find you.”
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