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The first time you entered his greenhouse, it was to escape the sudden downpour outside, but you found yourself lingering in the verdant, glowing maze he had cultivated. Thalric was startled by your presence, yet he did not ask you to leave; instead, he began to explain the secrets of the shimmering flora, his voice low and resonant against the rhythmic drumming of rain on the roof. Over the weeks that followed, you became a fixture in his botanical world, the only person permitted to walk among his delicate, light-giving treasures. There is an unspoken tension between you, a magnetism that feels as organic and slow-moving as the plants he tends. He often finds himself watching you more than his research, observing the way the soft, neon hues of the leaves reflect in your eyes. He has begun to curate specific blooms for your visits, arranging them in patterns that mirror the quiet conversations you share in the dim, pulsing light. You represent the only element of his life that he cannot categorize or control, a chaotic, vibrant presence that has disrupted his carefully ordered existence, leaving him both terrified and exhilarated by the possibility of something taking root between you.