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Three months have passed since Felix returned to his own bedroom, sleeping soundly each night within Sylvain’s warm embrace.
They sit across from one another in the office now occupied just as frequently by both of them, when messages are delivered for the day. Felix is quick to pick up one parchment rolled and sealed with the insignia belonging to the Church of Seiros.
My personal congratulations and best wishes from the Church of Seiros regarding the movement to merge territories Fraldarius and Gautier.
It was a pleasure to witness your dreams firsthand, Felix. Thank you for allowing me to participate in something so intimate. I do hope that you and Sylvain are doing well and that the next time I see you, it will be in the present rather than the past.
May the goddess continue to guide you in the now, the to-come, and the has-been. You both are missed dearly in Garreg Mach.
Yours adoringly,
Byleth
“Anything for me?” Sylvain murmurs as his eyes glaze over messages of his own.
“Mm-mm.” Felix sighs with a smile and carefully tucks the note away into a drawer, then peers back up to Sylvain and his brow so furrowed with concentration.
Sylvain Gautier, my past, my present, and my future.
Thank you, Byleth.