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[ Gale folds the note into a neat square, tucking it safely inside his spellbook (alongside their letters from Christmas and correspondence in between).

I desire it only — ardently — from you.

Something he’s known for months now and still delights to see written so plainly. Rather than respond to it directly, he hides a series of responses around their rooms and Astarion’s usual haunts. Every strip of paper holds the same message, though all remain blank until touched by Astarion himself. For him alone, the letters appear as they were written in Gale’s compact, academic hand.

I love you.
I love you.
I love you. ]