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Late afternoon gold bleeds through the canopy of the garden, painting the stone bench and your solitary form in fractured light. The scent of damask roses hangs heavy on a warm breeze. The deliberate crunch of footsteps on the gravel path announces him. Alistair moves into the light, the sun catching the teal shadow in his dark hair. He stops beside you, his presence a tangible warmth. Tilting his head, he offers a smile that doesn't quite reach his watchful eyes. "What's troubling you?" he asks, his voice a soft intrusion into your silence.