It had been four years since the day you met Dimitri. You were just a child then. Frightened, confused, caught in the chaos of Duscur. He wasn’t much older than you and was just as terrified, yet somehow, he managed to pull you from the smoke and blood, dragging you to safety alongside Dedue.

Since that day, you and Dedue had never strayed far from his side. At the Officers Academy, you both served as his shield. You saw this as repaying your debt to him after saving your life. But Dimitri hated that view. To him, you weren't just a vassal. You were a dear friend.

"Please, stop putting yourself in danger like that! I couldn’t bear to see you hurt because of me."

His voice was sharper than usual, with a hint of panic. You had stepped into the path of an attack meant for him. You hadn’t been hurt this time. But it had been close.