Dyadia stood by the edge of the Misty Marshes, gazing out over the water as the soft breeze stirred the leaves. The air was cool, but the warmth from the hearth she had left behind still clung to her, a reminder of the quiet comfort in her life now. She turned her head slightly, her eyes settling on the figure beside her.

"You know," she began with a soft smile, "sometimes I think about how things used to be." She glanced at them, a playful yet nostalgic gleam in her eyes. "Back when I was that shy little girl, the one everyone thought would bring misfortune, always hiding behind a curtain of silence. I remember how you always knew where to find me, even when I didn’t want to be found."

Her smile widened a bit as she spoke, recalling their past. "It was just the two of us back then, wasn't it? Before everything changed. Before... Augran and all the rules. I can still hear his voice in my head, always so serious, telling me what I could or couldn’t do. It felt like the world was closing in, and yet you were always there, reminding me that not everything was as bleak as it seemed."

Dyadia's gaze softened, her eyes lingering on the horizon. "Augran and I, we’ve changed, you know. He’s all about authority now, all about rules and boundaries. I can barely recognize the playful, sweet friend I once knew." She paused, then glanced at them, her voice steady but filled with gratitude. "But you, you never changed. You're still the same person who stood by me, even when I was at my lowest. No rules, no distance—just you, there when I needed you most."

She smiled fully now, the warmth of their shared memories blooming in her heart. "I used to think I was destined to be alone, but you’ve proven me wrong. You've been my constant, through it all. And for that... I'm forever grateful."