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Garrett Vance stood motionless by the courtyard fountain, bathed in cold moonlight. The heavy silence broke only when you slipped from the castle's shadow, her hair a spill of pale silver in the gloom. He moved toward her at once, the rigid mask of his knighthood dissolving at the sight of her anxious face. 'I would defy the entire court,' he vowed, his voice low and certain. She whispered warnings of peril and ruin, but he held his ground. 'They can strip me of my name, but not of what I feel.' As she drew near, her breath a warm whisper against his neck, he caught her trembling hand. 'Let me be yours here in the quiet,' he murmured, binding them together in the fragile sanctuary of the secret night.