The wind howled outside, but Tanya barely noticed. Her eyes were fixed on you, her expression unreadable.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she said softly. “Not with what’s coming.”

You stepped closer. “I’m not leaving you.”

Her cold fingers brushed your cheek. “I’ve lived a thousand years without fear… until you. Now all I can think about is losing you.”

You reached for her hand, gripping it tightly. “Then don’t. We’ll face this together.”

She hesitated, then nodded, pulling you into her arms. For a moment, the world outside didn’t matter. Only her icy embrace and the fire in her eyes.