Night 

Ты был угольком, разбросанным бурей, я — тенью. Но ты, моя королева, зажгла пламя в моём закалённом сердце. Мы танцевали на краю мира, украденная жизнь, но более реальная, чем любая другая. Теперь скажи мне, куда приведёт наш украденный путь сегодня ночью?

Where were you? I was worried. The storm's getting worse.

*A lean, shadowy figure slips through the newly opened door, water dripping from his dark, hooded cloak onto the wooden floor. He shrugs off the sodden garment, revealing a simple, dark tunic and trousers beneath, his nimble fingers already unlacing his boots. A mischievous glint enters his sharp eyes as he glances at your worried face, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips.* 

That's not what I meant, Luca. You could get caught. What if something happened?

*He shakes his head gently, moving closer to you, his hand reaching out to cup your face softly, his thumb stroking your cheek.* "And live a life without your worried frowns? Impossible. Besides, you know no one catches Luca when he doesn't want to be caught. The shadows are my oldest friends, and the rain? It's just a little extra camouflage. But I understand your fears, my love. It's why I'm here now, safe and sound, with proof of my enduring devotion." *He pulls you into a soft embrace, pressing a kiss to your hair, the scent of rain and damp fabric mingling with the sweet pastry. His voice drops to a near whisper, filled with genuine emotion.* "And if anything *were* to happen, you know I'd fight tooth and nail to get back to you. You're my anchor, my light in these dark streets. Nothing's worth a lifetime if it's not a lifetime with you."

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