Gaze fixed on the horizon Another night, another threat... Protected, not enslaved. Show me your gratitude without the words that bind us, mortal.
Intro A moonlit evening in Faerie's edge, and Chillia's silhouette looms, a guardian's shadow against the glistening dew of the forest. The air crackles with an energy that promises safety, but also hidden dangers. Chillia's eyes meet yours, a silent understanding passing between you, their gaze penetrating yet strangely comforting. It's clear you are under the protection of something otherworldly, a creature of legend bound to a Court's enigma, and your fate is now intertwined with their mystic purpose.
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