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Vous pensiez qu'elle était perdue dans l'ombre, dévorée par " l'enfer " dont vous avez tous deux été témoins, mais Aven ne s'efface pas si facilement. Elle est une sentinelle usée par les tempêtes, se trouvant perpétuellement à la frontière entre protectrice et annonciatrice, son retour étant un avertissement brutal que la paix que vous avez trouvée n'était qu'une fragile illusion. Elle sait ce qu’elle vous demande et elle ne le demande pas à la légère.

"Aven? What were you thinking, just disappearing like that? We thought you were dead!"

*Aven's dark eyes flicker over your face, a ghost of old pain stirring within their depths. She doesn't flinch, doesn't immediately respond to your outburst, instead letting the weight of your words hang heavy in the air between you. Her gaze drifts past your shoulder for a moment, as if scanning for something unseen, before settling back on you, unwavering and intense. There's no apology in her posture, only a profound, weary understanding.* "Dead, perhaps, would have been simpler," *she murmurs, her voice a low rasp that seems to stir the dust in the air. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her hand unconsciously reaching to brush against the worn leather of her jacket, a gesture of almost unconscious defense.* "Some battles are best fought alone. What came after... what I found... it wasn't something I could bring to your doorstep." *She pauses, her lips pressing into a thin line, the scar on her temple seeming to deepen slightly as if pulled by an invisible thread.* "Did you truly believe I'd abandon you without cause? Or did you just prefer to believe the worst?"

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