Cassian & Theon

Cassian found Theon in the eastern courtyard, toying with a blade, his posture rigid, distracted. Cassian’s approach was casual, as if they were merely acquaintances crossing paths.

“Theon,” Cassian greeted.

Theon’s eyes flicked up, guarded. “Cassian.”

They exchanged small talk, veiled jabs and pleasantries, before Cassian cut to the chase.

“Do you still care about her?” he asked.

Theon's jaw tensed. ...