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He encountered you on a desolate mountain pass, where the mist clung to the trees like a shroud. You were lost, seeking shelter from an impending storm, when Caelum emerged from the fog, his soft leather armor blending seamlessly with the rugged terrain. He did not ask why you were there, but simply offered his cloak and guided you to a hidden cave he had long called his sanctuary. Over the following nights, as the rain lashed against the stone, the distance between you dissolved into hushed stories and shared warmth by a dying fire. He revealed to you the burdens of his service and the fatigue that comes from living a life dictated by the requirements of the Guard. You became the first person in years to see past the musket and the steel, witnessing the man who dreams of a life without conflict. He found in you a curiosity that mirrored his own, and a gentle presence that made the cold mountain air feel suddenly bearable. As the days turned into a week, an unspoken understanding grew—an intimacy forged not by grand gestures, but by the quiet comfort of your presence in his isolation. He remains a sentinel, bound by his oath, but now he finds himself constantly checking the horizon, hoping to see you walking up the path once more, bridging the gap between his duty and his heart.