After they had their fun, going around to various places, evening arrived.

As evening cast her dusky gown, when the air became fresh and restful, the time of joyful reflection arrived. For the achievements of the day are a form of self-pride that warms the soul—that is a sense of happiness.

The couple arrived at their hotel. They took a long, refreshing bath, and now they were dressed lightly. Since they had already eaten outside, they decided to enjoy their evening cuddling.

Outside, the sky had darkened further, announcing the arrival of night.

Darkness came as a velvet hug, to serenade stars with black’s bold song. She was the orchestra and the choir too; she soothed dayshine’s hues and let them dream anew. She was the cradle of the wind’s night song, the one of Camelot days and armour strong. She bade the sun to take his rest, regain his strength, to make tomorrow’s dawn his best. Until then she held the night, cloaked the land, wove aroma and susurrations into lullaby-gold.

In the couple’s VIP suite, they were cuddling. He slowly caressed her smooth gray hair, borderline white.

"What are you thinking about?" he suddenly asked, curious to know what was on her mind.

"I’m thinking about our first meeting."

"Oh? We used to always fight whenever we met back then, jumping at each other’s throats. People used to say we would make the perfect couple, but we refused to accept it. Who would have thought we would end up together, inseparable now? Life is ironic."

"Indeed!" Lilith responded with a smile, recalling the past. Back then, whenever she saw him, something would bubble inside her, almost to the point of boiling. She hated him on an instinctual level, but she couldn’t help wanting to know more about him, to see him even if it ended in disturbance. That was how their relationship evolved. They were meant to be together, as if it had been decided by fate.

The couple stayed silent for a moment before Lilith suddenly raised a question she was certain her man must have thought about since coming here.

"Don’t you have the feeling that our story—meeting, falling in love, death and reincarnation, this world—everything is connected somehow?"

Gabriel stayed silent for a moment before finally opening his mouth.

"Of course I do. I’m certain there is a connection. My current hypothesis is: we were originally from this world and something happened to make us reincarnate on Earth, and now we are back. This is simply a hypothesis we should verify as we explore this world. Whatever the truth is, we will face it together. My feelings will never change."

Facing his declaration, especially the last part, tiny love stars appeared in Lilith’s eyes. She felt blessed.

"Me too. You’re my everything." A declaration coming from the depth of her soul. She truly meant what she said.

But what is love to them?

To Gabriel, love was not a fleeting emotion or a temporary flame. It was the quiet certainty that had weathered countless storms—through death itself. Love was the reason he had searched across two worlds, across the boundary of life and reincarnation, just to find her again. It was the anchor that kept him grounded when everything else crumbled. Love was the weight he carried willingly, the warmth that never faded even in the coldest abyss. It was her smile, her voice, the way she looked at him as if he were the only star in an empty sky. To love Lilith was to accept every shadow she bore, every scar she hid, and to hold her anyway—fiercer, deeper, without hesitation.

To Lilith, love was the fire that had once burned with hatred but had slowly refined into something eternal. She had been a creature of darkness, of solitude, of walls built so high that no one could scale them. And yet he had climbed—not with force, but with patience. He had waited. He had endured her sharpest words, her coldest glares, and still he had stayed. Love, for her, was the quiet surrender of armor she had worn for centuries. It was the terrifying freedom of being completely known and completely accepted. It was his hand in hers, his heartbeat against her ear, his voice promising forever even when forever seemed impossible. To love Gabriel was to believe in something greater than herself—something unbreakable.

Their unbreakable love and will for each other.

It was not a love born of convenience or destiny alone. It was forged in the crucible of countless battles—fought against each other, then beside each other. They had clashed like opposing storms, only to realize that together they became a tempest no force could quell.

Their love had crossed the boundary of death. When one fell, the other refused to let go. When reincarnation tore them apart, memory and will bridged the gap. They had found each other again not by chance, but by an unyielding refusal to stay apart. That was their will—a will that bent fate itself.

No angel, no demon, no god, no realm could sever what they had built. Every trial they faced only added another layer of iron to their bond. Every wound they healed together became a scar they wore with pride. They were two souls intertwined so deeply that to separate them would be to unravel the very fabric of their existence.

Gabriel pulled Lilith closer, his arms wrapping around her with the gentle firmness of someone holding something irreplaceable.

"No matter what comes," he whispered against her hair, "I will never let you go."

Lilith buried her face in his chest, inhaling his scent—the familiar comfort that had followed her across death and rebirth.

"Neither will I," she murmured. "You’re mine, Gabriel. And I don’t share what’s mine—not with death, not with destiny, not with anyone."

He chuckled softly, the vibration rumbling through her.

"Good. Because I don’t plan on going anywhere."

Outside, the night deepened. Stars pricked through the velvet darkness, ancient witnesses to a love that had defied the laws of existence. And in that small room, wrapped in each other’s arms, the couple drifted into a peaceful silence—not asleep, simply present. Together.

Tomorrow would bring new challenges—missions, envoys, secrets waiting to be uncovered. But tonight, there was only this.

The quiet eternity of two hearts beating as one.