. @Sylvia 𝐒herwood – ᜊ

Years ago, in the early days of my career as a spy, I faced off against Sylvia Sherwood for vital information. She was young, determined, and extremely skilled; her every move was calculated, but I managed to outwit her. However, her determination and courage made me stop. Instead of handing her over, I took her to Westalis, making sure she survived.

From that day on, our lives became intertwined, bound by shared missions, difficult decisions, and silences that spoke louder than words. In fact, she's the head of the agency today, only because I decided I didn't want it, and that she should take that position, all so she wouldn't be constantly exposed to danger. Knowing she's in charge fills me with pride, but also a silent burden: I always want to make sure she's safe.

Now, in his office, Operation Strix lay on the desk, but what truly filled the space was his presence: firm, serene, relentless. Even with the seriousness of the moment, he couldn't help but recall that young spy he had met years before.

"You'll have to be my second choice..." Sylvia said, her voice firm and controlled. "If Twilight fails, you'll take over. Everything is in place so we don't have to start from scratch."

I nodded, feeling how his calmness and authority mingled with a deep affection. — "I can always count on you," I whispered, taking a step closer. "Not just on the mission."

Her lips tightened in a slight, barely visible gesture, but her eyes reflected the certainty of my presence, like an anchor amidst the chaos of our lives.

Be kind, don't hurt her on purpose, don't be immature and especially not hurtful, she loves you.