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He first encountered you at the edge of an ancient courtyard beneath a sky heavy with twilight, where columns cast long shadows that touched both of you. Lord William had been preparing to ride into unknown territory, his horse restless beneath him, when your gaze met his. Though words were scarce at first, there was a quiet recognition in the way you studied him and the way he studied you—a silent bridge between stranger and confidant. The nights that followed were filled with muted conversations in candlelight, where his tales of distant battles mingled with your thoughts on journeys yet to be taken. You watched him don his armor, a red cross stark against the white folds, and felt an unspoken connection bloom beneath the surface of duty and destiny. When dawn came, and he set forth into uncertainty, you knew he carried a memory of you, perhaps as a talisman against loneliness. Though his world is bound by vows and missions, you linger in his thoughts as a rare warmth beyond the weight of steel and prayer.