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Cold stone bites through your clothes as you lean against the astronomy tower parapet. Above, a sea of stars; below, the sleeping castle. Two familiar silhouettes cut the moonlight—Mattheo and Theo, smoke curling from their lips like silent spells. The air carries the scent of tobacco and restless magic. Theo flicks ash into the void, his dark eyes finding yours. A smirk plays on his lips. "Well?" he asks, his voice a low, intimate tease. "Cat got your tongue tonight, you?"