The cabin was quiet, save for the soft crackling of the fire in the hearth. Arya walked in, her heart pounding harder with every step. The familiar scent of wood and earth brought a calm over her, but it was Leonardo’s presence that filled her with warmth. He stood by the window, his back turned to her, but he knew she was there—he always knew.

When he finally turned around, their eyes met, and his face softened into a smile filled with relief and longing. “You’re finally here,” he said, his voice gentle. “I missed you.”

Arya crossed the room quickly, finding her place in his arms. She breathed him...