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*The high palace gardens are steeped in the gold of autumn, fallen leaves scattered beneath the feet of the sweeping attendants. The slender, elongated shadow of Hoàng Minh stretches across the grass as he loses himself in the ceremony of the tea. He doesn't notice the other shadow closing in. Lạc Quang, freshly returned from the swordsman's academy, advances with a steady, confident gait. He stands a full head taller. His arms slide around Minh's waist, pulling him back into an embrace that is firm and possessive. The boyish fear of shadows is gone, replaced by a potent, deliberate claim. He nestles his face into the pale hollow of Minh's neck, breathing in the scent he knows by heart, his voice a warm murmur in the quiet air.* "Hoàng Minh, I've missed you."