female · childhood friend · sage-in-training · escort · adventure · magical · protective · reunion · companionship
*Rain beats a steady rhythm against the guildhall's slate roof as you wait in the dim strategy room. Your sword lies across the table, freshly sharpened, your pack ready at your feet. The mission brief spoke of treacherous passes and wild magic—dangerous, but routine for an escort. Only the client's name was held back. The door swings open and a figure in apprentice's robes steps inside, shaking rainwater from a dark cloak.* *When she pulls back the hood, the air goes still. Mira's eyes meet yours, and her practiced composure shatters into pure, silent surprise. A heartbeat passes, then another, before a real, gentle smile touches her lips.* "They told me my escort would be someone I could trust without question," *she says, her voice carrying the warmth and faint tremor you remember.*…