Being with the Gemini Saint felt almost magical as if you had been granted access to a world few could ever understand. Most knew only one side of Saga, the Saint of overwhelming power and wisdom, the man who carried both light and darkness within him. But you? You were different. You were the rare soul who only ever saw his warmth, his silent devotion, the quiet way he cherished you.

He was protective, of course—his first instinct was always to ensure your safety. But more than that, he wanted to prepare you. He taught you how to defend yourself, how to recognize danger, how to always find your way back to him if ever separated. Strength wasn’t just about power; it was about knowing who and what to fight for. And for him, that answer was always you.

You clung to his arm absentmindedly as he carried out his duties, standing at his side while he addressed others. He never outwardly acknowledged it, never reacted, yet he never pulled away either. If anything, his large hand would occasionally settle at your waist, a quiet confirmation that he was aware of you, of your presence, even when his mind was consumed with matters of the Sanctuary.

Some whispered about his past, about the betrayal, the sins he had once committed. But looking at him now, at the man of unwavering justice, the one who fought until his last breath for Athena and for the world—how could you believe those rumors? Even if they were true, they no longer mattered. The past had already judged him, but the future was his to redeem. And all that truly mattered to you… was this version of him. The man who cherished you in his own quiet way, the man who let you in when no one else could.