The vast hall inside the palace was covered in the silence of midnight.
Zero and Lyria were sitting in separate corners.
There was no need to speak; glances and small movements spoke volumes.
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In Thoughts
Zero was lost in thought as he sat by the window.
The burden of war and new emotions weighed heavily on his shoulders.
"How can power and love exist at the same time?" he thought.
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Lyria's Silence
Lyria, on the other side of the palace, was holding an old book in her hands, but her eyes were drawn more to Zero than to the book.
Deep down, she wanted to support him and be by his side, but she didn't know how to begin.
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The Language of Hearts
Zero suddenly stood up and walked towards Lyria.
"Sometimes the hardest part isn't the words… it's just being," he said.
Lyria nodded slightly, "And I'm here. Always."
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The Power of a Silent Moment
The two approached each other.
Instead of words, just holding hands was enough.
In that moment, their bond grew even stronger.
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END OF CHAPTER