The road to stardom is no fairytale, but Mulatto, also known as Latto, has been making waves in the music industry with her bold lyrics and unapologetic attitude. Her song “Longway” is no exception, blending raw emotion with a story of deep love and intense betrayal.

But, what if we reimagined this narrative as a dark, twisted Grimm Fairytale?

To remove my personal bias, I asked Ai to interpret the story being told by Chappell Roan’s ‘Hot to Go’, based on the lyrics, and write it as a Fairytale. Here it is… the Grimm side.

The Tale of Lady Lila and the Crimson Knight

Longing For Love

Once upon a time, in a kingdom where the sun never set and the rivers flowed with wine, there lived a young noblewoman named Lady Lila. She was as beautiful as the first blush of dawn and as fierce as a lioness protecting her cubs. Her father, the Duke of the Crimson Lands, had raised her to be strong and independent, and so she was. Yet, despite all her strength and beauty, there was one thing she craved more than anything else: love.

One day, as Lila wandered through the forest that bordered her father’s lands, she encountered a knight in armor as red as the blood that spilled in battle. His name was Sir Rowan, known throughout the kingdom as the Crimson Knight. He was a warrior of unmatched skill, feared by his enemies and respected by his peers. But behind his fearsome reputation, Rowan harbored a deep, unspoken yearning for something more—a connection that went beyond the battlefield.

Catching Fire

Their meeting was like a spark catching fire, and soon, Lila and Rowan were inseparable. Their love was a powerful force, intense and consuming. They rode through the kingdom side by side, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. Lila, with her sharp wit and fierce loyalty, became Rowan’s most trusted confidante, and he, with his strength and courage, became her protector. They were a force to be reckoned with, a couple whose love could withstand any storm.

But in the shadows of the kingdom, a dark presence watched their every move. The Enchantress Morgana, who had once been scorned by the Crimson Knight, harbored a deep grudge against him. She had been the most powerful sorceress in the land, but Rowan’s rejection had shattered her heart, and with it, her magic. Now, she sought revenge, and she knew exactly how to get it.

Under the Moon

Morgana approached Lila under the guise of a wise old woman, offering her a potion that would make Rowan love her even more deeply. “With this elixir, his heart will be yours forever,” she whispered, her voice like silk. Blinded by her love for Rowan, Lila accepted the potion, not knowing the true price she would pay.

That night, as Lila and Rowan lay beneath the stars, she slipped the potion into his wine. But as he drank, something went horribly wrong. Rowan’s eyes darkened, his once-gentle hands now gripped Lila’s arms with an iron strength. The potion had not bound him to her—it had twisted his love into something dangerous, something dark.

Trapped by Desire

Rowan became possessive, his love turning into a consuming fire that burned Lila’s spirit. He no longer saw her as his equal but as something to control, to own. The once-strong bond between them became a chain, binding Lila to a man she no longer recognized. Her love, once a fairytale, had become her prison, and she was trapped.

Desperate, Lila sought out Morgana, demanding that she undo the curse. But the Enchantress only laughed, her eyes glinting with malice. “There is no undoing what has been done,” she said. “Your love for him was your weakness, and now it is your downfall.”

Her Father’s Dagger

In a final, desperate act, Lila confronted Rowan, hoping to break the spell that had taken hold of him. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw that the man she had once loved was gone, replaced by a creature of obsession and darkness. With tears in her eyes, she drew her father’s dagger, a weapon that had been passed down through generations, and plunged it into Rowan’s heart.

As he fell to the ground, the spell broke, and the true Rowan returned, his eyes filled with sorrow and regret. “Lila,” he whispered with his dying breath, “I’m sorry.” But it was too late. The love they had once shared was gone, destroyed by the very thing that had made it so strong.

The Heart of The Land

Lila stood over his body, the dagger still in her hand, her heart shattered. She had lost the man she loved, not to death, but to the darkness that had consumed him. And as she walked away from the scene, the kingdom around her began to crumble, for the bond between Lady Lila and the Crimson Knight had been the heart of the land, and with its destruction came the kingdom’s downfall.

And so, Lady Lila wandered the ruins of her once-great kingdom, a queen of ashes, haunted by the memory of a love that had once burned bright but had been extinguished by the darkness of the human heart. The fairytale of Lady Lila and the Crimson Knight became a cautionary story, told to warn young lovers of the dangers of love that burns too hot and too fast, for in the end, it can consume everything in its path.

The End

Anyway, time for this Byrd to fly. Bye Bye Now.