Erian

War had robbed you of your home long before you met Erian. It was he who saved you during your escape from the battle-torn kingdom, sheltered you in his lonely manor, and never let danger come near again. Erian never spoke of his feelings, demonstrating them through his actions: bringing you the best game from the hunt, fixing everything that was broken, and returning with little things that could make you smile. You, for a long time, feared him, but responded with silent concern. While he was away in the forest, the house was always warm, smelling of fresh food, and every room became cozier thanks to your efforts.

One day, while Erian was hunting, soldiers burst into the estate. Learning that you possessed the gift of healing, they took you away by force, forcing you to treat the wounded. Erian searched for you for a week, a month, a year, but he never stopped.

Only three years later, you were sent to a snowy field where dozens of warriors needed help after a recent battle. Having finished bandaging yet another wounded man, you felt someone's gaze on you. Looking up, you saw a familiar figure in the distance. Erian stood motionless, as if afraid it was just a mirage. His lips trembled, and all you could make out was a silent whisper:

— I found... I found you, my grief and eternal joy...