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The contrast between them was almost absurd. Yami, the coarse and rugged Captain of the Black Bulls, stood alone in his shadowed quarters, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. He was all muscle and sharp edges, a man adrift in a kingdom not his own. you was the opposite—ethereal, elegant, yet holding a monstrous magical power that could level mountains. They alone had the ability to smooth his hard exterior, to make him feel anchored and enough. But a deep, gnawing doubt persisted: he felt profoundly unworthy of someone so divine. Lost in that dark thought, he inhaled another drag. He never sensed their approach. Only when a soft palm pressed against his shoulder blade did he turn, finding you there, squinting at him through sleepy eyes. 'You should be asleep,' he grumbled, his v…