Three months later-

"Where is Seto? Tibalt is looking for him." Bertha said, approaching Mai. Mai looked up from sweeping the chamber and shrugged.

"I have not seen him." She said.

"Oh Lord. Master Seto continues disappearing everyday now. He returns late at night and does not speak to anyone. When he is not away from the manor, he is in his chamber. He does not smile or speak to anyone at all now." Bertha sighed. Mai stopped and held the broom, unsure what to do.

"What is the matter?" Bertha asked, noticing Mai had stopped sweeping.

"The chamber." Mai breathed. Bertha looked ahead and nodded. It was Tea's chamber. No one had wanted to enter it and disrupt anything in it since her death. Seto, however, had spent about a week in the room. Alone.

"Aye." She said, her voice cracking.

"I cannot believe she is gone." Mai said, shaking her head. Tears began to flow down her cheeks.

"Aye. No one wishes to accept it." Bertha said, tears flowing to her own eyes.

"Why did she have to die?" Mai asked, shaking her head.

"Tea never did anything that was cruel or wrong." She said, turning to face Bertha. Bertha nodded.

"Aye, but sometimes, God takes the good ones before he takes the bad ones. He chose to take Tea." Bertha said. Mai wiped her tears and picked up the broom.

"Maser Seto is still in shock. I heard him crying and destroying the furniture in his room." Bertha said. Mai nodded.

"I cannot go into his room to clean it. I am not allowed." Mai said.

"That is because he does not wish for anyone to bother him. He wishes to be alone. He is mourning. Just as Duke is." Bertha said.

"It seems her death has affected him as much as it has affected Lord Kaiba." Mai said. Bertha nodded.

"Of course! She was his fiancee and childhood friend. Seto is mourning because Tea was his wife after all. He was upset because she let go of his hand after he revealed his love to her. However, he blames himself for her death." Bertha said.

"Now, he is punishing himself." Bertha sighed, shaking her head. Mai let out a sigh and returned to her sweeping as Bertha walked away.

"No! Do not let go of my hand!" A figure screamed.

"I am sorry." Tea answered.

"I love you." The figure said. However, the face was not visible.

"I love you." Tea replied. Smiling, she let go of the hand and fell backwards. She smiled and closed her eyes as darkness swallowed her.

The scene shifted and Tea was floating in water.

"Child, are you well?" A voice asked as she regained consciousnesses. Tea opened her eyes and saw a smiling elderly woman looming over her.

She groaned and looked down. Blood was pouring out of a wound in her abdomen.

"Aye, I am fine." Tea groaned as she looked up at the woman.

"Good. Then, come with me." The woman smiled.

The scene dissolved as Tea grasped the elderly woman's hand.

It shifted to one with her and a young man. His chestnut colored hair hung over his eyes and a sadistic smile was on his lips as he looked at her.

"You tried to kill me." Tea breathed. He chuckled and walked towards her.

"Come now. Do not look so shocked. I am sure you did not expect me to look so shocked after you killed me." He chuckled at her. The scene dissolved once again and she watched as the same man kissed her and caressed her in his arms.

"I love you." She whispered. Again, the scene dissolved.

It shifted to one of the man and another man with blond hair and green eyes. An evil smile was on his face as he raised his sword at the chestnut man, whose back was turned. She watched in horror as the blond man brought his sword down.

As if on impulse, she yelled out the name of the man with the chestnut-colored.

"Seto!" She yelled. She watched as the sword plunged downwards before the scene disappeared completely.

"Seto!" Tea yelled, jumping up from her bed. She leaned forward, breathing deeply as beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. She raised her head at the sound of something falling and looked around the dark room.

She squinted as she saw a light approaching her.

"Tea? Are you well?" A voice asked. Her face relaxed as she realized it was the elderly woman with a candle.

Tea nodded and wiped her face.

"Aye. I just had that nightmare again." She said. The elderly woman nodded and handed her a wet rag.

"It is nothing. Do not worry about it." She said, smiling at Tea. Tea nodded and took the rag, wiping her face with it.

"Try to sleep, child. It is late." She said. Tea nodded and lied back down, closing her eyes when she was on the pillow.

She had been having that same nightmare for almost 3 months now. She didn't know who that man was; she had never seen him in her life, yet she dreamed about him.

Part of her felt as if he was important to her. As if they were lovers or married. Nay, she had never met him.

Her mind raced as she thought about it.

Perhaps she had met him before she had lost her memory. Was he someone important to her?

She yawned and drifted to sleep, her mind uneasy.

It had been three months since Mother Mae had found her floating in the river. The kind woman had lost her daughter to the plague some time ago and was lonely. She had taken Tea in, unable to turn her away in her condition. After two mornings, she had realized that Tea had lost her memory.

The girl had no clue as to who she was, where she was from, or why she was found floating in a river with a knife wound in her abdomen.

Shortly after moving in with Mother Mae, Tea had begun to have nightmares. The nightmares were the same every night and featured the same man with the chestnut hair.

Tea's mind was curious to know who he was.

For some reason, she felt as if they were both connected. Deeply connected.

"Who is it?" Mother Mae asked as she walked towards the door.

"Marisa." A voice answered. Mae quickly opened the door and a smile broke out on her face when she saw the woman.

"Marisa. It has been so long." She smiled. The two women embraced and Mae led her into the house.

"What brings you here? You never leave your forest." Mae teased. Marisa smiled and nodded.

"Aye, I do not. However, I have run out of herbs. Particularly akebia." Marisa said. Mae nodded and headed towards her cabinet full of herbs.

"I have not heard from you in five months." Mae said as she looked for the herb. Marisa nodded and sat down on the chair.

"Aye. I have been busy. My granddaughter returned. She got married." Marisa said.

"How wonderful." Mae smiled.

"Aye. I saw her for two days before she disappeared with her husband again." Marisa replied. Mae chuckled before turning towards Marisa, the herb in her hand.

"I am sure they both wished to stay longer but could not." She said. Marisa sighed and shook her head.

"How I wish that was the case." She sighed.

"What do you mean?" Mae asked.

"There was someone chasing her. A man named Garrett, who wished to marry her." Marisa said.

"Dear god." Mae gasped as Marisa continued, tears in her eyes.

"They hid at my house. However, he found them and drove them away. He drove them to a waterfall. When I received information again, I was told that my granddaughter had been stabbed and had fallen from the waterfall." Marisa sobbed, unable to control herself.

"Sweet Jesus." Mae breathed.

"I found a young girl a few months ago. She was floating in the river with a knife wound." Mae said. Marisa's head shot up at once.

"What is her name?" She breathed.

"Her name is," Mae began when a voice interrupted her.

"Mother Mae, where did you put the rosemary herb?" Marisa's eyes grew wide and she spun around at once.

Her eyes landed on the girl and she gasped.

"Tea? Can it truly be you?" She breathed. Tea examined the woman. She looked strangely familiar, but she could not figure out where she had seen her before.

"Wait, Marisa. You mean to tell me that she is your granddaughter?" Mae breathed. Tears filled Marisa's eyes as she nodded.

"Aye, she is my Tea." She smiled. Tea's eyes grew wide. This woman was her grandmother?

She looked at her. She was dressed in a moss green dress and her silver streaked hair was tied back into a bun, which lay behind her head.

"Come to me, Tea." The woman smiled at her, opened her arms. Tea stood her ground, unsure what to do.

"Why will you not come?" The woman asked. Mae turned and walked towards Marisa.

"She does not know you." She said.

"Nonsense. My granddaughter knows me better than anyone else." Marisa responded. She turned towards Tea and nodded, looking for reassurance. Tea, however, remained in her exact spot, an unsure look on her face.

"Dear god." Marisa breathed. Mae sighed and nodded.

"Aye. When I found her, she was badly injured. I nursed her back to health, but she has lost her memory." Mae said. Marisa shook her head before falling into the chair.

"It cannot be. Nay, it is not fair. She is alive, but she does not remember me." Marisa breathed. She looked up at Tea and walked towards her.

"Child, do you not remember anything?" She asked. Tea shook her head.

"Nay? So you do not remember me? Mai? Bertha?" She asked. Again Tea shook her head.

"Do you not remember Seto?" She asked. Tea's eyes grew wide and she gasped.

"I see that name sparks something within you." Marisa observed. Tea nodded.

"Aye, I have heard the name before. Who is he?" She asked.

"He is your husband." Marisa responded.

"Lord Seto, it is time for the yearly journey to Fortlaud Manor." Tibalt said as Seto looked up from his writing.

"I have no interest in going there." He replied.

"But, lord Seto, it is a yearly tradition. The lord visits the manor every year." Tibalt insisted. Seto growled and looked up.

"I said I will not go there. Now, leave me in solitude." He snapped. Tibalt nodded and bowed. Not receiving an acknowledgment from Seto, he turned and retreated from the room.

Seto looked up after Tibalt left and let out a sigh. He closed his eyes. His mind drifted back to Tea, just as it did every second of every minute in every day.

His Tea. His sunshine. His only sun. She had been brutally taken from him, his world shattering with her demise.

Tears came to his eyes and he blinked them away.

Nay, he would not cry over her. Rather, he would make sure she lived on. He looked down at the drawing of the garden he wanted to have built.

He was going to build an herb garden in honor of Tea, filling it with her favorite herbs. Although he knew it was not possible, he wished that one day, she would be able to harvest the herbs from it.

After finishing the drawing, he stood and went to find Tibalt. He might as well go to the manor. At least it would distract him for a bit.

"I was married?" Tea asked after Marisa explained to her what had happened to her. Marisa nodded and turned to face Tea.

"Aye, you were. And to a man who loves you." She responded.

"But, why do I not remember?" She asked. Marisa sighed and stood.

"You will. If you are in a familiar habitat, you will remember even faster." She said. Mae entered the room and nodded.

"Aye, Tea. It would be wonderful if you regained your memory." She smiled. Mae turned to Marisa and nodded.

"You must take her. It is the only way she will be able to remember at least fragments of her life before." She said. Marisa nodded and turned towards Tea.

"Would you like to come with me to learn more about your past and who you are?" She asked.

Tea looked at Mae, the kind woman who had raised her for the last 3 months and then at Marisa, her grandmother who she had been with all her life. She sighed and turned towards Marisa.

"I will accompany you to find out more about my past." She said.

"How long will it take us to get there?" Tea asked.

"A day by horse." Marisa answered, a smile on her face as she brought two horses towards them.

"Two horses?" Tea asked. She nodded.

"Aye. One for you and one for me." She responded. Tea looked at the horse and then at Marisa, an uneasy expression on her face.

"I do not know how to ride." She said. Marisa regarded her for a second before chuckling.

"Nonsense. You have been riding since you were no more than 5 years. You are one of the best riders there are." She said. Tea looked at the horse, her face still uneasy. It was large, its skin the color of creamy chocolate. Its white mane lay on the right side of its head, its eyes staring at Tea.

"Just mount the horse. It will all come back to you when you do." Marisa said. Tea looked down at the narrow spot where she was to put her foot to mount the horse. Sighing, she pushed her foot in and pulled herself up.

She gasped as she found herself elevated at least 3 feet.

"It is very high." She said. Marisa nodded and smiled at her.

"I see you have not changed. You still do not ride your horse sidesaddle as a lady should." Marisa smiled. Tea chuckled and turned towards the horse. She smiled and stroked its muzzle. It let out a soft snort and tossed its mane.

"It seem that it is comfortable with me." Tea said, turning to Marisa, who smiled and nodded.

"Of course. You did have a horse." She smiled.

"Really?" Tea asked. Marisa nodded.

"Maybelle." She said. Suddenly, Tea's eyes grew wide.

"You gave her to me, did you not?" She asked. Marisa nodded.

"Aye. It was after your mother died." She responded. Tea nodded.

"I was depressed after her death and refused to speak to anyone. Then, you gave me the horse, which Mother had picked out for me before her death." She said. Marisa nodded. Suddenly, a smile broke out on Tea's face.

"Grandmother." She said, dismounting the horse. Her grandmother dismounted the horse and embraced Tea as she sobbed into her shoulder.

"Shhh, do not cry child." She comforted her, stroking her beloved grandchild's hair.

"Lady Marisa has returned!" A peasant breathed. Mai's head shot up at once. Lady Marisa had returned?

She had not set foot on Lord Gardner's land since he accused her of witchcraft. She spun around and ran towards the village, eager to see the woman who had been like a mother to her growing up.

Mai paused as Lady Marisa entered the village.

"Lady Marisa!" She called, running towards the woman. Marisa's face lit up and she embraced Mai, chuckling as she did so.

"Mai! It has been so long since I last saw you. You have grown into a beautiful young lady." She said after they broke apart, examining Mai. Mai smiled and nodded.

"Aye. I will go and fetch Tea for," She stopped and her face changed. Tears flowed down her cheek and she wiped it.

"What is the matter child?" Marisa asked as Mai began to sob.

"It is horrible! Tea was killed. Snatched form us three months ago." She sobbed into the elderly woman's shoulder.

"Come now. Do not be silly. How can I die?" A voice suddenly asked. Mai's head shot up.

Her eyes grew wide as she looked at the figure standing in front of her.

"Tea?" She breathed. Tea smiled and nodded.

"How could I die and leave you, Mai? You still have yet to marry Joey." Tea smiled. Mai let out a gasp before rushing forward and pulling Tea into a tight embrace, tears flowing down her face.

"Where were you? Tea, we were all so worried! You just disappeared. You fell off the cliff. I sent Tibalt and Duke for you. They returned with Seto and told me that you were dead. That you fell off the cliff and into the waterfall after Kisara stabbed you." She said, unable to control her crying. Tea placed her hand on the girl's head and soothed her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"Nay, I did not die. I survived." She said.

"Then, why did you not return?" Mai asked.

"Because, she lost her memory." Marisa replied. Mai looked up at Tea.

"Lost your memory?" She repeated. Tea nodded.

"Aye. I gained it back a day ago." She said. Suddenly, her face changed.

"How is Seto?" She breathed. Mai's head shot up.

"Oh, Tea. It is horrible! He refuses to speak to anyone. He barely eats. His body has grown weak and he locks himself in his room. Only recently has he been coming out of his room and only for a few hours. But, now that you have returned and you are alive, he will recover quickly. He will be overjoyed to see you again!" She said.

"Where is he?" Tea asked.

"He has left for Fortlaud Manor. He will return in three days." Mai replied. Tea nodded and walked into the village with Mai. However, she stopped and turned to see that her grandmother had not moved.

"Are you not coming?" She asked. Her grandmother smiled and shook her head.

"Nay, I am not allowed. Your father banned me." She chuckled.

"But, you cannot leave me." Tea whimpered. Marisa smiled and hugged her.

"We will see each other again soon. Anytime you wish to see me, simply visit." She smiled.

"I love you." Tea said, hugging her grandmother.

"And I love you too, my darling Tea." She replied, embracing Tea.

"Farewell." She smiled. She turned and began to walk away. Soon, she disappeared into the forest.

"Come! We must tell everyone you are back!" Mai squealed, pulling Tea along. She nodded and followed her.

"Tea!" Bertha burst into tears again. She reached out and hugged Tea for the tenth time, her way of making sure that she was not dreaming.

"Bertha, I am alive." Tea gasped through the hug.

"Yes. Let go of her or she will actually die." Tibalt said. At once, Bertha released Tea from her embrace.

"Thank you Tibalt." Tea smiled. She looked up at the smiling faces of Mai, Bertha, and Tibalt and couldn't help but smile. They were all very excited to see her.

Suddenly, the doors of the manor opened.

"Tibalt, have you heard the news that," Duke began before he stopped. His eyes froze on Tea, who turned and smiled at him.

"Hello, Duke." She smiled.

"Tea." He breathed. She nodded and opened her mouth to answer him. However, he ran towards her and wrapped his arm around her.

"Shh, do not speak." He said, hugging her tightly.

"I knew you were alive. I just knew it." He whispered. She smiled and returned his hug.

"I knew none of you would give up." She whispered into his ear.

"Lord Seto has returned!" Mai yelled to Tea. Tea jumped out of her seat and ran towards the window. She peered out the window and saw the form of Seto riding on the horse. She turned towards Mai, a smile on her face.

"Do I look fine?" She asked. Mai smiled and nodded.

"Aye, you look beautiful." She replied. Tea smiled and turned to the door. She opened her chamber door and raced down the stairs.

She could hear the peasants speaking outside, cheering and welcoming Seto back.

She smiled and fixed her dress.

She was excited to see him. After all, it had been three months. She knew deep in her heart that he would be relived and happy that she was alive.

She approached the door and heard a peasant call for Seto.

"Lord Seto." The man called.

"What?" She heard Seto ask.

"There have been visitors." He said.

"Visitors?" She heard Seto ask, puzzled.

"Aye. Lady Marisa has returned and she brought with her a guest." The man said.

"Guest? Do you know who it is?" He asked.

"Nay, no one saw her face except Mai." He said.

"Very well. I shall see her when I am inside." He said. Tea took a step back as she saw the manor door being pushed open.

"Hello Seto." She smiled as he entered. He froze before lowly looking up.

His eyes grew wide and his face paled at once. He stood still, in shock, almost as if he had seen a ghost.

"Seto, it is me. Tea." She smiled, walking towards him. He shook his head and stumbled backwards.

"It cannot be." He whispered. She smiled and shook her head.

"But it is. I survived the fall." She said, her eyes full of happiness.

"It cannot be." He repeated, his voice barely audible.

"Seto," She said, moving closer towards him.

Suddenly, his arms reached out and he grabbed her.

"Who are you, sorceress? You are not Tea!" He growled. She gasped and shook her head.

"Nay, but I am Tea." She breathed.

"Do not lie to me." He growled, shaking her.

"Why do you not believe me?" She asked, her eyes wide. Why was he reacting like that? Shouldn't he be wrapping his arms around her and kissing her, happy that she was alive?

Instead, he was doing the opposite. She looked up into his cruel eyes and shook her head. It made no sense.

"But, Seto, I am Tea." She said, her voice barely audible. She was confused and felt as if he had driven a knife into her heart.

"Nay, you are not. Tea is dead." He said the words she never expected to escape his lips.

"Wh-what?" Was all she managed to stutter.

"Tea is dead." He growled. The final knife lodged itself into her heart, hitting her vital point. She grabbed onto him as the floor rose. Then, there was nothing but darkness.

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