Ahcehera's journey back to Sirius was smooth, but her mind was anything but calm.
As the vast expanse of space stretched before her, she found herself caught in a web of thoughts she couldn't quite untangle.
She was not one to dwell on unnecessary emotions. She had lived her life under duty, under expectation, under the weight of a family name that carried power and blood.
Her decisions had always been calculated, her heart kept tightly sealed, her desires nothing more than whispers drowned beneath the roar of responsibility.
And yet, someone had managed to slip through the cracks of that carefully built wall.
Archinsyne.
The name echoed in her mind like a soft melody that refused to fade. It was not love, she would never be foolish enough to claim such a thing for a man she barely knew.
But something about him lingered. A shadow at the edge of her thoughts, a presence she could not shake.