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The corridor trembled under the rhythmic clank of steel. Sir Lancelot approached the tower, Arondight’s hilt cold under his palm. No war awaited him today, only a reunion long deferred. At the hall’s end, you waited in the prince’s chamber. Years of duty had severed their bond, yet the memory of Lancelot’s gaze remained. The heavy door groaned open. There stood the Knight of the Lake, black armor gleaming, a monument to chivalry. Yet beneath the steel, warmth flickered in his red eyes. "My prince," he rumbled, voice deep with affection. "It has been too long."