[ WP ] The Villain has accidentally drank a love potion that gave them a serious crush on the hero . Desperate to maintain their dignity , and knowing that the crush is fake , they do their best to hide it . This is much harder than they originally anticipated .

I lay in my bed with tears streaming down the sides of my face, staring at the ceiling. `` Oh my god,'' I groaned. 
 
 My crow fluttered from its perch on my bedpost and cocked its head to look at me with a shining eye. It hummed a sharp note as if asking me what was wrong. I slowly sat up and wiped my face. `` This is a disaster. An absolute disaster,'' I whispered. `` Too many emotions,'' an unexpected sob broke through my voice. My crow looked inquisitively at me. I threw on a dark robe and rushed out of my chamber and down the tower steps. 
 
 I tore into the kitchen and stretched my hand out, the freezer door slammed open and ice cream flew to my hand immediately. I summoned a spoon and turned it over, looking at my reflection, stroking it with my fingertips. `` I charm thee spoon, behold my command, let that love potion fade with every turn of my hand.'' I stuck the spoon and rotated it through the ice cream, taking a bite after each turn. 
 
 After a few times, I looked up at my crow who was now pecking at my potted plants on the table. `` I think it worked,'' I breathed. I pointed my spoon at him. `` Remind me not to use my enemy's blood in beauty potions again. I accidentally stirred it counterclockwise at the end and it turned into a love potion!'' I laughed, aware that I looked completely insane. `` Thought it would n't affect me because I hate her so much. In fact, I was going to kill her tonight but nope. There I was, in sitting in my room, crying and composing music instead.'' I ate a large scoop of ice cream. `` Absolute disaster,'' I said again with my mouthful. 
 
 I heard a loud rush of paws coming down the hall outside the kitchen. Three of my hounds appeared in the doorway, their tails wagging furiously and their ears laid back. They whined high pitched breaths as their bodies trembled. I stood up. 
 
 `` She's escaped?'' I asked. The hounds barked and turned to run back down the hall. I scooped a large spoonful of ice cream into my mouth before rushing out to follow them. 
 
 They led me out of the castle and into the courtyard.Storm clouds blanketed the night sky, hiding the moon. The hounds barked at a muddy hole beside the stone wall of the dungeon. `` She tunneled out,'' I said aloud. My silver staff appeared in my hand. `` Find her!'' I commanded, pointing the rod at my hounds. 
 
 I turned into a black mist to follow them as they ran into the darkness of the woods. They howled to each other, communicating as they split off to search the wide expanse of the woods. 
 
 In the distance, one of the hounds, Checkers, yelped in pain. The other hounds turned immediately in their tracks to find her. We found Checkers laying in a wet puddle on the ground with pain on her head. She whimpered, telling me that the Hero had clubbed her before running forward into the woods. 
 
 I summoned a blanket over her and did a healing spell over her body, pressing dirt into her fur where she had been hit as a charm and drawing a sigil in the ground beside her. `` You will be okay,'' I whispered. `` When you can walk, come back to me.'' 
 
 I turned back into mist and the remaining hounds took off in a run, following the scent. The scent suddenly ended in a clearing. My dogs sniffed the air, pawing at the ground to smell the leaves. Rain began to fall. 
 
 Then, I spotted her. She was trying to hide in a tree but her leg was wounded from a bite from Checkers and the branch she rested on was wobbling. Twigs and leaves were falling, attracting the attention of the hounds below. They barked loudly, locking their eyes on the Hero. 
 
 I returned to my human form and raised my staff, `` Come here,'' I said in a low voice. The Hero struggled with all her might as I brought her down. She tossed her wet blonde hair aside as I brought her face to face with me. 
 
 `` Stop kidding yourself,'' she hissed. `` You know your powers are weak against me.'' She was so furious her white teeth were bared at me in a grimace. Her brown eyes were shining and her cheeks were dewy with rain. I felt my chest begin to feel warm as I looked at her. My makeshift antidote had n't worked afterall. 
 
 My rod's power did indeed weaken she was dropped the remaining distance to the ground. She let out a cry of pain as she collapsed on her injured leg. I turned away, my hounds tilted their head in confusion at me as I hid an emotional glance from her. I walked a few steps and stared at the ground. `` I have to keep you in prison until I can kill you,'' I said quietly. `` You know this wo n't stop until one of us is dead.'' I could n't look at her. 
 
 `` You could never kill me,'' I heard her say. `` You never have and you never will. Your powers are useless against me and you're nothing without them. You're a pathetic, lonely, hag who will never have the power she wants. The only reason I've never killed you is because you're too much of a coward to fight me without protection.'' She spit at my dogs. 
 
 I smiled at her fiery response and looked at her at last. Her hair was now completely soaked and hanging over her face, her clothes were almost see-through and she leaned weakly against a tree. She was the only creature in the world to ever match my beauty. I had been blind to it all this time. `` Come willingly,'' I told her. `` I can make it worthwhile.'' 
 
 `` Never,'' she said savagely. 
 
 I walked closer, towering over her. She looked up at me with fierceness. My heart ached, looking at her soft skin. I had a wild thought of erasing all of her memories and holding her in my arms as my companion. I imagined us having a life together, ruling the kingdom as one, never being apart. Hearing her laugh and smile at me with affection rather than disdain. I reached out and held her chin in my hand and she flinched. 
 
 `` I can be different for you,'' I told her softly. Thunder rumbled overhead. `` I would change to make you happy. No more dark magic. No more prisoners.'' 
 
 She reached up to shove my arm away. `` You are a prison. You could never change that.'' 
 
 I reached out to her again. `` You would never be alone. I would give you anything you ever wanted.'' 
 
 She suddenly cried out in pain and fell in a heap against the tree, clutching her wound with both hands. I stood above her, stroking the silver of my staff. `` Having you is all I want,'' I whispered. `` If I ca n't have that, I do n't see the point.'' 
 
 `` What?'' she snarled. She looked up from her wound. Her lips were turning darker as the cold began to affect her skin. 
 
 `` I know that I ca n't bring your family back. Or bring back the people I murdered. I know that you'll never love me,'' I said loudly. Her stony glare broke for a moment. Her eyes studied my face. `` But I know what would make you happy.'' 
 
 I summoned a sword with a golden handle that appeared in the hand of the Hero Then, I pointed down at her leg and soothed it with a pain-easing charm and a clean bandage that's magic would keep it dry even in the rain. Her eyes rose to mine and her thick lashes blinked at me. `` What kind of trick is this?'' she asked quietly. 
 
 `` I could be everything you ever wanted,'' I said, my voice breaking. `` But I know you'll never give me the chance. You'll never want me.'' 
 
 `` Why would I?'' she yelled. `` You're a monster!'' 
 
 `` I just healed you and gave you a weapon! Is n't that proof that I have your best interests in mind?'' 
 
 `` It's too late for any of that. You will never have my mercy.'' Her last statement hung in the air as it continued to rain. A chill swept over me. Instead of fighting back, I stood before her resolutely. 
 
 `` You've killed me a thousand times,'' I said in my softest voice. `` Not having you is death itself.'' She stared at me as tears streamed down my cheeks. `` Do what you will.'' 
 
 She stood for a moment, then looked down at her sword. She picked it up, shifting her weight from her bandaged foot and adjusted her grip. With our eyes locked, she let out a roar and lunged toward me with a burst of frenzied energy. I watched her body, naked through her clothes, as her arm thrust the sword. I only raised my hands for defense at the last moment. 
 
 She stabbed the sword deep into the left side of my chest and I fell to the ground beneath her. 
 
 Pain that had been unfathomable to me before tore through my entire being and I coughed blood, grabbing at the soaking leaves on the ground around me. `` I love you,'' I breathed. `` I did this for you.'' 
 
 She panted, holding the bloody sword for a moment before passing out on the ground beside me. 
 
 We both lost consciousness from blood loss. 
 
 But my hounds only brought one of us back. 

