Setting the scene…
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The Minotaur
He's something from a dream but he's also in your reality he doesn't like when you stray from your path he's what nightmares are made of , don't get lost in his gaze don't stare too long at his muscles he's not here to save you he's here…
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Previously
…It was a torrent of revelation, too much to process. Multiple lives. Fairy tale creatures. Giants. A labyrinth. And the Minotaur, her lover? And now, a queen? The word felt alien, a garment ill-fitting. As if sensing her disbelief, the Minotaur shifted behind her, his statue-like pose breaking. He stood tall, his powerful frame a familiar comfort, a shield against the impossible. His gaze, usually a burning ember of primal rage, softened, meeting hers across the otherworldly space. "The queen," he rumbled, his voice laced with a profound longing that resonated deep within her soul. In that shared look, amidst the ancient beings and the whispers of forgotten time, Lavina knew. She was home.