Have you ever had the feeling that you have no idea where you are when you wake up? The moments of total disorientation before you realize you're at a friend's house, or a family member's? Normally this feeling will subside quickly. When I opened my eyes this feeling did not disappear. It was only joined by confusion and fear.

The feeling in my body returned, and my legs gave out. Before my body could make contact with the ground, a pair of arms wrapped around my torso. They were warm and strong, easily holding my entire body weight, and the skin sent a tingling up my arms.

I wanted to look up to see the person who had saved me, but my eyes stopped halfway, when I caught sight of my saviour's clothing. Not the normal loose fitting pants and stiff jackets, but blue pants that tightly wrapped their legs and a colourful shirt normally worn by simple peasants, but a lot more expensive looking and softer feeling.

"What the fuck is going on here?" the male voice above me is low, and had a musical hint to it. The only thing that was off was the words that had just been spoken. It made it seem like I, the Duke, was wrong here. I, the Duke, could never do wrong.

"I just got flashbacked to medieval times, find a burning key around my neck, and somehow bring you, who supposedly lived 300 years ago, to life from statue form."

Only then I met the eyes of the speaker. They here blue, like seas and skies, but had gold in them like stars and suns. Everything from this boy seemed to be blue. The points were he was touching me gave a lilac glow, and the further I travelled my eyes up my arms, the redder my aura got.

"I was collecting taxes, when I started to freeze on the spot. And what do you mean with 'lived 300 years ago'?" my voice sounded weak and hoarse, as if it hadn't been used in a long time.

As mu companion started speaking again, I slowly took in my surroundings. Where only minutes prior had been peasants, shops and animals, now there was nothing but a collection of ruins and my 'saviour'.

"I'm sorry but what is your name and where am I?"

"Oh, I'm Will and you are in the ruins of the town you used to control. You were turned to stone by a witch about 300 years ago. Now I've saved you, but according to that thing 'You will stand, as cold as your heart, until someone melts your heart' but I have no idea what this means. Before you're going to get angry at me, I'm taking you home. Suck it up."

With that Will put me back on my feet and pulled me towards something. I slowly processed the information I had just been given.

'You will stand, as cold as your heart, until someone melts your heart' the first part had already happened, but when the witch said it at the time she indicated that someone wouldn't physically melt my heart, more like make me fall in love with them. Of course up until a few minutes, no 300 years and a few minutes ago, I hadn't thought the words to be very serious, but it had gone at my own expense. Not only had I lost roughly 300 years, I had probably lost everything I'd worked hard for.

"Nico, are you listening to me. I said you have to ride with me on my horse. I think you'll be fine with it but I thought I'd let you know." Only then I noticed a white stallion, slim and fierce, tied to a tree, being petted on the nose by Will.

He quickly mounted his horse and offered me his hand. Before I could hesitate I mounted the horse as well. We took off.

Within seconds we were galloping through the trees, the wind flying through my hair, the rhythm of hooves against the sand road in rhythm with my heartbeat. The flowing feeling of the moving horseback calming me, pleasing my body. It was familiar, something that was still understandable at this moment.

After the forest came a wide stretch of grass, and then out of nowhere, a black stripe of stone, leading straight across the grass field. "This is a road. We also have cars, which are like carriages that work without horses. It's kind of hard to explain."

After following the 'road' for a while a large mansion came into view, resting at the base of a collection of hills. The location was familiar and so was the mansion, with some unrecognisable features.

"This is my mansion. What happened!?"

"Well, after you 'disappeared', my ancestor took control of the village and kind of got all your stuff, so also your house and money. I'm about to inherit it, if I marry before my birthday next week."

I was about to answer when the doors opened, revealing two people, a man and a woman, that were most certainly Will's parents.

"William, I see you have brought your groom to meet us."

What?

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