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An assassin and a Warden. A vampire meets a vampire hunter. A mermaid who fell for a human that washed on her shores. A lord and lady.
All of these and more were the many lives Zevran had shared with her, and here she stood before him again. Still a vision after all these years.
He saw her in his classes, always distracted and always doodling. The little stretches of her back and arms whenever she was bored during lectures or fiddling with her hair whenever a hair tie broke.
Little glances here and there brought back the memories that he chalked up to nothing but dreams, but the longing looks weren’t enough. He had to meet her, see her, just hear that voice and make it known to himself that he wasn’t going insane.
Setting his plan into motion as soon as the lecture was over, a casual bump and drop of the books did the trick. As both scooped down to collect their things only then did their eyes finally meet.
“I apologize, my dear, but it would be rude to not introduce myself. Zevran Arianai, at your service."