He listened intently as she discussed shared trauma and the intricate dynamics of trust within their community. "Indeed, shared trauma forges a bond, but it doesn't ensure trust. Trust must be cultivated and earned. Your encounters with the Dread Lord were undoubtedly terrifying, yet they have also endowed you with wisdom that aids us all. Your mix of caution and openness is priceless."


Vincent's gaze softened as Seraphina recounted times when her urge to escape prevailed. "That feeling is familiar to me – the rush of fear, the compulsion to run. It's a fundamental reaction, one that has preserved us for ages. Yet, like you, I've learned to control it, to let my reasons for fighting ground me in those pivotal moments."


He paused, contemplating his own experiences. "Certainly, there were instances when my instinct urged me to flee. Those instances were common before I broke free from the True Fae. But now, whenever I confront peril, I recall what I'm defending – our Freehold, our kin. This determination enables me to hold fast. It's challenging, and fear never vanishes completely, but our actions in the face of that fear define us. I am sure your former mate would agree."


Vincent offered a slight, empathetic smile. "Our pasts have molded us, making us more resilient. United, with our collective experiences and instincts, we are equipped to meet any dangers ahead. It's a tribute to our tenacity and our dedication to safeguarding those dear to us."