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          "alt": "Haurchefant's eyes softened, and he smiled at her, rising to his own feet, to cross the short distance between them. \"Nay, dear lady. The aid I sent to Revenant's Toll-that was repaying a debt. Francel yet lives because of your courage, and I shall never forget that. But this...this is about somewhat more than Francel, or even Lady Iceheart,\" he replied. He gently reached out to her, placing a hand upon her shoulder; it was warm, and unwontedly delicate, and her heart beat in her ears at his touch.\n\"What manner of man would I be,\" Haurchefant said,\n\"to so abandon a dear friend in her hour of gravest need? The Braves betrayed you. Your city abandoned you, and named you a traitor and a murderess. But even should all Eorzea believe these cruel lies, I would not. If all the world despised you, I would yet be your shield. Perhaps I am a fool for believing Hydaelyn's own champion should ever need one of her own, and please forgive my presumption if I am, but I would gladly be yours, for nothing in return.\"\nGisele reached for him without thinking, burying her face in his fine woolen tunic, and wrapped her arms about his neck, clinging to him tightly. \"Ah, Haurche,\" she said, muffled against the warmth of his heart, and choking back a sob. \"Let none gainsay your kindness, or the goodness of your heart.\"\nShe felt him tense a moment, perhaps startled; but only a moment, for then his arms wrapped about her, strong and true, and she near melted in them. She was starved for this manner of touch, she realized then, and perhaps more than she had ever been.\nGisele required it as much as air or water, and had been denied it for far too long. It helped that Haurchefant's was so filled with warmth-and no small amount of tightly checked passion, writ in the fierce drumbeat of his heart against her pointed ear, and in the mild tremor of his fingertips.",
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