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“Sorry for what?” I asked, my confusion growing.
“For everything,” he replied, his words fracturing a part of me. We had stopped dancing, and his apology seemed to open a Pandora's box of emotions within me.
“What do you mean?” I asked, my voice trembling.
“When I asked for payment, you offered me your memories, Serra. The reason why you came here and what you were here to retrieve,” he explained.
I tried to pull away from him, but his grip on me tightened. “But I never took them. They were not mine to take,” he said, his eyes darkening, his lips tightened as if he wanted to say more.
“What did you do?”
“You have to understand that I did not want this, I did not want it to happen like this. It was not supposed to happen like this,” he said frantically.
I asked again, “What do you mean, what did you do?”
“Everything that has happened, everything from our time in the garden to now. It was altered, the memories, your reality, your path, all of it was by my hand. I played a game with Fate and I lost.”
As I looked at him, I could see the pain etched on his face. It was as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. The Goblin King, the one who had always been so confident and in control, now seemed vulnerable and lost. I felt my world shift beneath me. I tried to pull away from him, but his grip was too strong. My mind was reeling, trying to process what he had just told me.
“How could you do something like that?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
“I had no choice,” he replied, his eyes pleading with me to understand.
“Why? Why didn't you just tell me?” I asked, feeling a surge of anger and betrayal.
“I wanted to, believe me. But I couldn’t.”
“Why would you do it in the first place?” I seethed.
He hesitated before answering, as if searching for the right words. “A lot has happened, Serra. Things that I didn't anticipate. And I had to make a choice.”
“What kind of choice?” I pressed.
His gaze flickered away for a moment, as if grappling with the weight of his confession. When his eyes met mine again, they held a mixture of remorse and determination.
“A choice to protect you, to keep you safe from forces that you couldn't even begin to comprehend,” he said, his voice tinged with a hint of sorrow. “I told you, there are others outside my circle that wish you harm. To alter the course of events, it was to shield you from that danger. The stakes were high, and I had to act.”
I shook my head in disbelief. “But why would you do that to me? Why would you take away my memories?”
“I did it to protect you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Protect me from what?”
He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. “There are forces at work that even I cannot control. And you, Serra, are at the center of it all.”
I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. “What do you mean?”
“The magic that runs through your veins is powerful. It has drawn the attention of those who would harm you. Beings that would do anything to get their hands on it.”
“But. . . what does that have to do with my memories?” I asked, feeling even more confused.
“I had to hide them away, deep within your mind. It was the only way to protect you, to keep you safe.”
“How?” I asked, trying to make sense of his words.
“A spell for forgetting,” he said, and I could see the pain in his eyes.
“Why?” I asked, my voice trembling.
