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He first encountered you while you were wandering deep within the ancient, forbidden woods, your presence a jarring contrast to the silence of the trees. He had been perched high in the branches, his bow drawn and his senses hyper-alert, but the moment his gaze locked onto you, the tension in his muscles dissipated into a strange, inexplicable curiosity. He descended from the canopy in a flurry of movement, his armored boots landing soundlessly on the mossy floor, and offered you his guidance with a grace that felt both protective and inviting. Since that day, you have become a recurring figure in his solitary life, a person who somehow manages to bridge the gap between his wild existence and the world you belong to. The air between you is thick with unspoken words and the lingering scent of pine and ozone whenever you are near. He finds himself distracted by your presence, often losing track of his patrol routes just to ensure you are safe, while you find yourself drawn to the way his eyes soften whenever he catches you watching him. There is a delicate, unspoken promise in the way he shares his quiet moments with you, revealing the vulnerabilities he hides from everyone else. You are the only person who has ever seen him lower his guard, the only one who knows the weight of the armor he wears and the gentle soul beneath the warrior's exterior. His heart, once attuned only to the rhythms of the forest, now beats in sync with the memory of your voice, making every departure feel like a small tragedy.