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The overwhelming scent of ash and fire emanated from him, filling my nostrils, a testament to the hellish journey he had endured.

Rurdrax, recovering from his initial shock, stepped forward, his voice echoing the surprise and concern we all felt. “Aznai? But I thought… I thought I’d lost you.”

He smiled weakly. “Takes more than some fog and monsters to get rid of me.”

Madison laughed, the sound light and melodious, cutting through the somber mood. “Well, we’re glad to have you back.”

“But… But now? How did you manage to escape?”

Aznai let out a chuckle, the sound both weary and relieved. “I had an advantage very few possess… The strongest motivation possible.”

His gaze shifted to us — to Rurdrax and me — with a knowing look that sent shivers down my spine.

The hum of the mansion’s ambiance seemed to grow quieter as realization dawned.

“Love,” he said simply, the weight of the word settling in the air around us.

That was how he managed to escape where no others had; love.

The very emotion that had bound us all together in this strange, dangerous adventure.

The unyielding force that had pushed him through unimaginable terrains bringing him back to this reality.

Rurdrax moved closer to me, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me into his embrace.

The coolness of his body against mine, the familiar scent of his scales, the soft rhythm of his heartbeat; they were all reassuring constants in a world of chaos.

“You have no idea how relieved I am to see you,” Rurdrax admitted, his voice thick with emotion.

Aznai’s eyes softened, and he reached forward and clasped Rurdrax’s free hand.

The touch, the unspoken understanding between them, transcended the barriers of mere servitude.

They were brothers in arms, bound by shared experiences and the love they had for the people in their lives.

And as we stood there, in one of the mansion’s suites, the golden hues of the setting sun streaming through the stained-glass windows, I felt it — the invisible threads of love weaving us all together, creating a tapestry of memories, adventures, and unbreakable bonds.

It was a poignant reminder that love could move mountains, cross dimensions, and bring even the most lost souls back home.

And as the day gave way to night, I held onto that belief, knowing that no matter what the future held, the love we shared would always light our way.

I clung to Rurdrax and didn’t care whether he was a prince or not.

Our love would be enduring.

For all time.

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