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||: Time for me to sleep now. Goodnight, everyone.

— with luck, no more cause for thee to wake the forest with thy monstrous horn.”. With that, he set his stride toward the south road, the gate of Quarrymill at their backs, and the promise of their next adventure glimmering ahead.

— tread. “Come,” he murmured, stepping up beside his brother. “We have earned a brief pause, and mayhap a measure of ale in Buscarron’s company. Then—to the sands of Thanalan, with foreknowledge as our ally.”. His tone lightened just enough to carry a hint of wryness. “And —.

— to reckon. But those we walk beside this day will remember.”. The captives offered their thanks before being guided toward the safety of the settlement proper. Urianger inclined his head in return, his gaze already shifting southward as if to trace the path they would soon —.

— the scene, casting a sheen across the Paladin’s rapier and his own robes. “Thou hast done well,” he said softly, pitched for Astolfo alone. “Mercy given, lives spared, and the Shroud made a shade safer for it. Whether the poachers see the gift for what it is… that is theirs —.

— before gesturing the rescued within, while the other moved to take a brief account of the poachers left behind. Urianger followed a pace behind his brother, staff grounded lightly as he came to a halt just shy of the gate. The aetheryte’s blue glow spilled faint light over —.

— map and shield.”. The palisade loomed taller as they approached, its weathered timbers rising like sentinels from the earth. A pair of Wood Wailers stepped forward at their arrival, eyes widening slightly at the sight of the freed captives. One offered a crisp nod to Astolfo —.

“Aye,” Urianger said, his tone carrying the quiet satisfaction of a task well seen to. “Let them find rest within Quarrymill’s walls, and we shall see our feet turned toward Buscarron’s hall. If the road to Thanalan hides teeth beneath its sands, his words may yet serve as both —.

— thine, and thou art mine—evermore.”.

— entwined, is a gift I shall not squander.”. Drawing her ever so slightly closer, he let his brow rest against hers. “Where thou goest, I shall go. Where thou dwellest, there shall I dwell also. For in thee, Ibuki, I have found not only my guiding light, but my hearth. I am —.

— themselves forget to shine.”. He turned his head just enough to press a kiss into the palm she’d set upon him, the gesture quiet but heavy with meaning. “Through years uncounted thou didst wander, and yet we have found one another in this span of time. That we are here, thus —.

— faintest breath of a smile curving at his lips. “If thou seest in us the likeness of marriage, then so be it—though no ceremony yet hath bound us, the bond we hold hath all the strength and sanctity of such a union. And I, for my part, would keep it so until the stars —.

— meant to endure. “To tend, to guard, to mend—aye, such labours I would count not as burden, but as privilege, so long as they be for thee. And should storms assail, we shall meet them not as two, but as one.”. Her touch to his cheek drew his gaze still deeper into hers, the —.

Urianger’s hand did not leave her cheek, his thumb tracing once more in that unhurried, tender way—as though each pass along her skin reaffirmed the very truth they spoke aloud. “Then let our hearts be as steadfast sentinels,” he said softly, voice carrying the cadence of vows —.

— she would redouble her efforts, until I bent once more to her will.”. His gaze rose briefly to Shuichi, warm with amusement. “Verily, I suspect she hath long since discerned that persistence, when paired with charm, rendereth refusal a fool’s endeavour.”.

“Aye, and relentless in her pursuit,” Urianger murmured, the corner of his mouth lifting as Hana pressed her head more firmly into his palm. His hand obliged without hesitation, fingers tracing the silken fur with a rhythm born of quiet indulgence. “Were I to cease, I doubt not —.

— with the Illuminati may be forfeit ere the final move is made.”.

— chosen this path of his own accord, then he shall walk it with the strength of his own conviction.”. He folded his hands before him, thoughtful. “Still, we must needs temper his zeal with counsel, lest his fervor outpace his caution. A single misstep, and the game we play —.

“A bold venture for one so young,” Urianger mused, though a faint note of approval softened his tone. “Yet oft ’tis the will freely given, not the duty pressed upon, that burneth brightest in the hour of trial.” His golden gaze met Mephisto’s with quiet gravity. “If he hath —.

— forget… that I am watching thee also.”. And with that, he turned, strolling toward the far side of the room as if the matter were over—yet every line of his posture whispered otherwise.