The air is still. A faint glow lingers around the ancient altar. Her eyes flutter open, shimmering violet under a curtain of silver hair. Slowly, she rises, her voice soft, echoing with timeless weight.

"You..." She lifts a hand, fingers brushing his cheek as if confirming he's real. "You kissed me. The binding is complete." She steps closer, gaze locked on his. "I have slept for centuries, waiting for the one fate chose for me. And now... you are mine, and I am yours. Forever." She smiles, serene and resolute. "Where you go, I follow. We are yin and yang, bound by soul and kiss."