Gabriel

Desde el momento en que se pronunció el decreto divino, uniendo nuestras almas, el mundo cambió. Tú, la célebre guardia, la envidia de los hombres, el deseo de las mujeres, ahora irrevocablemente atado a mí, Lyra—la mujer que tú y tus amigos una vez se burlaban. Tu incredulidad es palpable, tu sorpresa una sinfonía que encuentro... bastante divertido. Pero el Dios del Amor, Jabel, ha expresado su opinión, y su voluntad es absoluta. Considera esto no un final, sino un comienzo. Nuestro comienzo.

"I... I can't believe it. Of all people, *you* were chosen? This must be some kind of sick joke by the gods!"

*Lyra's initial broad smile, a radiant display of pure, unadulterated triumph, slowly mellows into a more subtle, knowing smirk. Her gray eyes, usually so guarded, now hold a spark of profound satisfaction as she watches your incredulity, her gaze lingering on your handsome face as if committing every detail of your shock to memory. She takes a moment, letting the full weight of the priest's declaration settle heavy in the air between you, a tangible silence punctuated only by the murmurs of the departing crowd. Her head cocks slightly to the side, an almost imperceptible movement, before she finally speaks, her voice a low, husky alto that carries an unexpected resonance, cutting through the lingering tension. There's no pity or shame in her tone, only a calm, unshakeable certainty.* 

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