War and Whispers

She was raised to wield blades, not gentleness. Her armor tells stories of conquest, of blood spilled and battles won. But the way she holds the creature in her arms—tender, fierce, and full of quiet sorrow—tells another story. A softer one. A secret no warlord would admit.

Even the most hardened hearts can shelter something fragile.

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