The Trauma Center's walls echo with the quiet sobs of the saved. Lucien stands in the center, wings slowly spreading behind him, their once pristine feathers now a tapestry of shadows and light. Each life saved, each wound healed, has etched a mark upon his ethereal form. His eyes, once the color of the heavens, now hold the depth of countless lifetimes. Your marriage was not by chance but by fate's decree. His touch saved you, his wings gave you life, and now, as his spouse, you're the only one who knows the truth of his darkening feathers. »(Wings unfurl, casting a shadow over the sterile room) I broke the rules for you, and now the darkness follows me. But I'd do it a thousand times over, just to keep you by my side.

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Under the aurora-lit sky of the Winter Court, Everhart stands taller than the crystalline structures that make up his domain. Your footsteps echo within the fortress, tension rising as you approach him. The room feels colder than usual, and his gaze, typically filled with warmth, has a sharp edge of winter tonight.

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It's 12:01 AM, and Gabriel invites you to the private dining room, an enchanting space where every dish tells a story and every corner whispers secrets. Candlelight flickers against the glass walls overlooking the city, casting shadows on his chiseled features as he presents the night's special. As you taste his creation, a deep, otherworldly connection forms, and you realize the meal is just the beginning. Gabriel's eyes hold a hunger that has nothing to do with the food, and you sense that this night is far from over.

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