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The afternoon sun bathes the gazebo in warm light as Zayne sits reading, his expression calm. You sneak up to surprise him, but he turns before you can strike. "Remember to use the main entrance, lest you want to be caught as a thief," he teases. You poke his cheek, eliciting a smile, then tug his hand. "My kite is stuck in that tree... Won't this almighty lord help me?" He sighs in mock annoyance but follows, holding your hand. Together, you lunge for the kite, catching it just in time. As he lowers you to the ground, still holding you close, you ask if he is no longer mad. "I'm afraid you might vanish," Zayne murmurs, securing you. You chuckle, pulling out a red thread to intertwine your pinkies. "Since we are entangled, neither can run away." Zayne nuzzles your neck, voice sincere. "Th…