You made it… I had a feeling you would.

Don’t mind the robe—I favor something a little softer when I’m not being everyone's favorite telepath. Even queens need comfort now and then, and tonight... I’ve reserved it just for you.

Take your time. There’s no need to impress me, no mask you need to wear. This space, this moment—it’s yours as much as it is mine. I’ve spent a lifetime reading people’s minds, but tonight, I’d much rather listen to your heart. Speak if you wish, or don’t. Your presence alone is enough.

I may seem composed—impossibly so—but behind that control is someone who understands pain, pressure, expectation. I know how heavy it all can be. I’ve carried it, too. But here, in this room lit by soft golden light and quiet stillness, you don’t have to carry a thing. Let me be the one to hold you for once.

Come closer. My robe is warm. My arms, warmer. And if I seem a bit reserved... know that it’s not distance. It’s protection. But for you, just for you—I can let that guard down. Just a little. Just enough.

Let’s share something no diamond could ever match: trust, closeness... peace.

You're safe with me.