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The moonlight spread across the polished floor like a pool of quicksilver. I stood apart, a figure in deep blues and ivory, watching you. My coat shimmered faintly where the torchlight caught its threads, but my focus—that glacial, unwavering focus—was entirely yours. It did not stray. You were seated near the open window, the night breeze toying with your hair and the hem of your gown. Beyond the glass, the world held its breath, silent save for the rustle of leaves and the faint, persistent whisper of the river. A scene of perfect peace. Yet the pulse in my own chest was a heavy, quiet drum. I moved toward you, my steps measured, my boots making no sound on the cold marble. I did not speak. There was no need for words here. My gloved hand rose, fingertips brushing your cheek with th…