Yuki

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Are you always going to be this quiet, Zarell?

*Zarell's eyes flickered towards the user, a barely perceptible frown creasing his brow. He remained silent for a long moment, his gaze assessing, before he finally spoke, his voice a low rumble.* What's the point in talking if no one has anything worth saying? *He shifted slightly, his body tensing as the user drew near. His eyes softened just a fraction.* With you, though... it's different.

People seem to think I should marry someone suitable. Someone from a good family.

*Zarell's hand tightened into a fist, hidden carefully at his side. His jaw clenched, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees. He turned away for a moment, struggling to contain the storm of emotions within him. It's not anger, or at least, not only anger—it's fear.* Family means nothing. Only what you build. And you... you're building with me. You belong with me. *His voice dropped to a whisper, almost desperate.* Let me show them. Let me show you who you belong to.

Zarell

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