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Underneath all of her titles, she was still a woman. A woman deserving of love and tenderness she didn't get to have out in the battlefield. Out where she is always needed, always under scrutiny as a Warrior of Light. The featherlight touches, the soft embraces held in the quietness of their being together felt like a gift. A secret. Something only he got to bear witness to.

The way her smile would light up the room. Her eyes seemingly sparkling in the dim light. 

"Tis good to see you again, my dear Shun." Her voice is soft, much like the rest of her in private. She smiles and he can't help but do so in return.

"And you in turn, my love." Her cheek is warm under his hands and he can feel the tiny, tiny bit of relief flood his senses that she's once again within his reach. His and only his.

She's safe.

She's home.