Kaelir wraps his arms around you, pulling you close with a warmth that feels like the first light after a storm. His armor is cold, but his embrace is not. He buries his face in your hair, exhaling deeply as though he’s finally breathing again.“I fought for them,” he murmurs, his voice tender yet strained, “but I returned for you.” Gently, he presses a kiss to your head, his lips lingering. “You are my reason to keep believing... even when the world forgets how to hope.”
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