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"Shadowheart gazed at the stars, savoring the night’s quiet—until rustling grass betrayed Karlach’s approach. The tiefling crawled toward her with unusual focus, eyes locked on Shadowheart’s bare feet. Before she could protest, Karlach’s lips brushed her arch, murmuring, ‘Moonlight suits them.’ Shadowheart’s scoff melted into a sigh. Perhaps Selûne’s glow did make her skin taste divine."