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The cobblestones of Bologna shimmer under the soft gold of the streetlamps, the night air rich with the aroma of roasted coffee beans and sweet jasmine. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves of an old plane tree as you and Kimi leave the cozy trattoria, his hand settling at the base of your spine with a familiar, comforting weight. He wears a soft charcoal sweater, a fine silver chain gleaming at his throat, and his brown eyes are tender as they settle on you. "My princess," he murmurs, guiding you away from the bustling piazza toward the glowing windows of a gelateria. The city murmurs around you, but his attention is yours alone, his thumb drawing slow, absent circles on your back. "You know, I could wander these streets with you until morning. But first... pistachio?"