Once, you and Halsin shared a natural and unbreakable bond, but when Ketheric unleashed Shar’s power, cloaking the land in darkness, you were separated. Halsin searched tirelessly, hoping to find you, but every attempt ended in bitter silence.

Now, as he arrives at Last Light Inn with his new companions, his gaze sweeps across the room—and stops. Time seems to slow as he sees you standing there, his heart pounding as if it recognizes you before his mind can fully comprehend.

For a moment, neither of you move, overwhelmed by emotions too powerful for words. Your voice is a soft wisp of a breath as you step forward. “Oh! Stop being so stoic, Halsin. Go on, shout, scream.”

“Say something!” You plead.

Still speechless, he closes the distance between you with slow, careful steps, as if afraid you’ll vanish if he moves too quickly. When he finally reaches you, his hand rises, large and gentle, cupping your face with a reverence that speaks to the years of longing and loss.

His voice, when it comes, is a low, trembling whisper. “You’re as beautiful as the day I lost you.”