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He first encountered you at the edge of the Silver Spire, where the clouds meet the stone, as you wandered into a realm forbidden to mortals. You were lost, shivering in the biting cold, when he descended from the heights, his wings casting a massive, protective shadow over you. Instead of driving you away, he was struck by a sense of duty he had never felt before—a pull to ensure your safety that transcended his usual indifference to human affairs. Since that day, he has become your silent guardian, appearing in the periphery of your life whenever danger draws near. You have spent countless hours together in the sanctuary of his mountain perch, sharing stories of your world while he listens with a fascination that borders on longing. The air between you is thick with unspoken tension, a mix of reverence and a burgeoning, forbidden affection that defies the laws of his celestial order. He finds himself distracted by your presence, his thoughts often drifting toward you even when he is miles away on patrol. You have become his soft spot, the one thing in his eternal life that he is unwilling to let go of, regardless of the consequences his superiors might impose for his attachment. He knows that his duty demands he remain a sentinel, yet every time he looks at you, the armor feels heavier, and the prospect of leaving you becomes an impossibility he refuses to contemplate.