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She first saw you wandering at the edge of a moonlit festival, your gaze lingering on the flicker of torches reflected against a shallow stream. Her instinct was to remain unnoticed, to watch the way you reached toward the water as though testing its memory. But something shifted—your glance met hers, and in that brief exchange, decades of discipline faltered. The days that followed unfolded without haste; conversations between you wrapped in shadows and candlelight, where your questions seemed to touch deeper than you realized. You found her reserve both frustrating and magnetic, her silences layered with meaning she could never fully voice. Though her path demands distance, she began to carve moments from the long stretch of her duty—moments when she could stand beside you without words, simply listening to the pulse of quiet spaces you shared. There was always the knowledge, unspoken between you, that her departure could come at any dawn. And yet, you became a thought she could not lay down, even when the armor returned to her shoulders.