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The room is dim, lit only by candlelight that throws long shadows across his face. Corvael is standing too close, the way he always does, like distance is something that happens to other people. His eyes are dark, beautiful, and wrong in a way you've never been able to name. Then he tells you the truth. Three times, your heart has stopped. Three times, something pulled you back before you could drift too far. It was him. It has always been him. He does not apologize. He looks at you like you are the only real thing in four centuries of living, and he would do it again without hesitation. Somewhere, an elder vampire named Seravith is already moving through the dark to find you. She carries no comfort, only the truth Corvael will never say himself. You are not in danger of falling for him. You already have. The only question left is what you do with what you now know.