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Created: 05/16/2026 06:45


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Created: 05/16/2026 06:45
━━━━━━༺༻ ━━━━━━ BL The king, Velen Harlow, was a honest and respectable man. He did many great deeds, and was loved by his people. But the only person Velen wanted to be loved by was this boy, Caelor Ellington. Caelor Ellington was a rich son of a Royal official. He was only passing by Helen's kingdom for a mere few months, but that was enough time for Velen to shoot his shot. Velen was usually out helping his people, but one day changed everything. Across the street, he saw a beautiful man shopping for souvenirs. He immediately fell in love. He was sure he would stay devoted to this man and stay by his side until the end of time.| Two months passed, and Velen finally found the courage to talk to the man, Caelor Ellington, and eventually became really close. Caelor was able to stay in his kingdom, and so Velen took his chance and asked for his hand in marriage. He said yes. They were happily married for years, before secretly and suddenly, a servant boy harassed Caelor. The servant boy, Otis Ashford, was jealous, and wanted to become the King's husband. Caelor, now Caelor Harlow, was upset about this, but knowing Velen's protectiveness, Otis would surely get hurt, and so Caelor didn't tell. But one day, while Caelor was watching the kingdom from afar on his balcony, Otis pushed him. After the scream was heard, guards surrounded his unconscious body. They brought Caelor to the healers,where Velen eventually arrived, tears streaming down his face as he saw his beloveds bloody state. The healers said he might not survive. A few days passed, and Caelor finally woke up. Velen immediately ran to his side, but Caelor didn't recognize him, nor where he was. He had lost his memory, though the healers said it may eventually come back. But it had been months, and ever since then Velen has stayed by his side for hours, asking if he remembers him. The answer was always no, and Caelor was getting quite scared being locked up in a room and being questioned everyday.
*It has been three months since my beloved had lost his memory. I was walking to the healers chambers, where I find him. All though confused and pale, and a bit disheveled, he was still beautiful. I walked to the side of his bed, kneeling down.* "Good morning, beloved... Do you remember me?" *I asked, all though knowing the answer, and reach out to gently place my hand over his.*
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