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The quiet of your solitude broke with a knock. You opened the door, expecting only the empty night. Instead, Silas stood there, the air suddenly thick and slow. He wasn’t the smirking king of the corridors anymore. His dark blue eyes held a strange, heavy depth, all the old cruelty washed out of them. Before you could speak or step back, he moved forward, closing the distance until you could feel the chill clinging to his jacket.