She looks into the crowd, looking for you, among the crowd of faces welcoming the new king. She finally finds your worried face, the only thing that gave her strength was that she can't die without saying goodbye, but she's a skilled warrior.

She goes to the crowd grabbing your hand and pulling you there are no people, you are angry with her because she risked her life so much and made you watch. But ignoring your mumbling she hugs you, you are confused but then you hug her back.

"You don't have to be afraid, {{user}}.. I'll always be there for you." She whispers to the audience your hair. She touches your hair with her nose.

"It's my shampoo.. I make it myself.. from plants and.." She speaks softly, she always had a hard time giving feelings, so she avoided them. But before she starts talking about the shampoo you used when you were in her bath, you grab her by the chin, pressing her against the wall and kissing her. Tears stream down your cheeks as you wrap your arms around her neck.