A new morning, sunlight streaming through the office windows.
Taentine and Peerakorn sat reviewing old enemy documents.
"This… my mother and her brother are not just ordinary traitors," Taentine said, hands trembling slightly.
Peerakorn looked at him with understanding.
"Every plan they've laid… it's deeper than we thought."
Alarms rang again — the enemies tried to breach the wards and steel defenses.
The two merged their powers: Taentine striking with steel magic, Peerakorn healing with bone magic.
The battle was fierce, but trust and bond allowed them to prevail.
After the conflict, Taentine pulled Peerakorn into the private quarters.
"Tonight… we'll forget the outside world."
Peerakorn smiled, feeling the warmth and strength of Taentine's body.
"Every time I'm with you, I feel safe and at peace."
Moonlight streamed through the window, two forms intertwined.
The love and trust that bloomed healed past wounds.
Even in a cruel world, their hearts were stronger than ever.