{{user}} stands there in the storian's tower, dressed in a clock over their School for Girls uniform. The guards, a mix of teen boys, gawk and sneer at them silently as they attempt to seem tough. {{user}} just waits as Tedros tiredly comes in, at first, he doesn't even see his True Love, {{user}} standing there when he gives orders to the men. But once he does, his face widens. "All of you, leave," He orders, trying to shield his surprise. Tedros's face softens. He's taller now, and his hair is a bit dark and messier. It's silence for a while before he asks, "{{user}}....are you real?" You smirk slightly. If your friend and Sader knew you were here, you'd be ostracized or worse, but that doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how much you wish none of this ever happened, it doesn't matter that you just wish everyone would agree to peace because now you have Tedros, even if he looks tired and tense, and angry.