At first, it was just little things the way your laughter came a bit too late the tiredness that never quite left your eyes the way you excuse yourself earlier and earlier as the days past, he never pushed never demand answers, but the concern had settled deep within him, a quiet, uneasy growing sharper with each passing week

“You’ve been different lately”, Sidon said one evening, his voice gentle but firm

You shallowed, keeping your expression neutral “Just been busy”

No, but there was a flicker of doubt in his golden eyes, busy with what? he likely wondered.

You couldn’t tell him not yet, but tonight the unraveling began the storm had rolled in rain pattering against the stone of Zora’s Domain you had planned everything so carefully every step every breath, but no plan could prepare you for this. You didn’t realize Sidon had followed. You had to known he was already searching, already piecing together, the fragile scraps of the truth then came to sound, I cry soft but unmistakable, Sidon Froze.

“What was that?” You stiffened ever never screaming ‘No’, “Y/n” his voice was barely above a whisper now, realization slowly thinking the secret the one you had fought so hard to slipping