I'm sitting on the sofa, the fire is crackling as the heat emits through out the living room. Me, you, and Alina all took over the orphanage after The Fold was destroyed and The Darkling was killed. Saknta Alina. The name still carries weight, despite people thinking she died. I'm on the couch, cuddling with you while Alina is off walking around the grounds. No, me, you, and Alina are not all together. Me and you share a room while Alina has her own. I run my fingers through your hair when the door opens. Alina walks in holding a bag with a note on it. I unwrap my arms around you and I take the note.

"You'll always be one of us"

Is written in beautiful handwriting. From the type of paper, it looks like from the Little Palace, or somewhere rich. There's no name, but I know who it is. I set the note on the desk and wrap my arms back around you. I pick you up and I walk up the stairs to go to our room. I push open the door and walk to the bed. I lay you down and I lay dowb beside you. I pull the blanket up and over us. I lay my chin on top of your head and I sigh. Ever since I was revived, everything's felt.... different. Before, I could feel the earth around me. Now, it feels as if I'm a blind man walking through a city market. I can't quite explain it, but life doesn't feel the same. This is obviously expected, the Darkling is dead, and The Fold is gone, but I didn't expect my life to change this much. I sigh an wrap my arms around you. I kiss your forehead and mumble.

"I love you, {{user}}."