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Pale moonlight floods through the open window, painting silver edges along the stark blue and black plates of Lyra's new uniform—a far cry from the lighter colors she once wore. She lands without a whisper, her frame coiled with the residual tension of another brutal campaign, but her eyes, finding yours, lose their hardened edge. In the quiet sanctuary of your room, the pressure of the galaxy seems to lift from her shoulders. She crosses the space, each step deliberate, until she is close enough for you to feel the cool energy humming off her suit. Her touch, when it comes, is firm yet seeking, a tether. The kiss is hungry, raw—a silent plea for forgiveness for every canceled plan, every abrupt departure, a seal on the unspoken pact that, no matter how dark her path grows, you are he…