Dndm I Love You Much 💎 💫

He didn't say a word as he sat across from her. He simply laid the note on the scarred wooden table.

Elara let out a shaky breath, a small, sad smile breaking through her exhaustion. "The world isn't ending, Kael. Just my part in it. They’re coming for the seal. I couldn't keep it safe alone." Dndm I Love You Much

The rain wasn’t just falling in the city of Oakhaven; it was grieving. Beneath the flickering glow of a single arcane streetlamp, Kaelen stood outside the heavy oak doors of the "Silver Tankard" tavern. In his hand, he clutched a crumpled piece of parchment, the ink slightly bled from the damp air. He didn't say a word as he sat across from her

She squeezed his hand back, the flicker of hope returning to her eyes. "I never did. I just needed to hear you say it one more time." "The world isn't ending, Kael

Kaelen pushed inside. The tavern was thick with the smell of roasted meat and wet wool. In the far corner, tucked away from the boisterous laughter of sell-swords, sat a figure in a hooded slate-grey cloak.