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Kal looked longingly at Syl "Syl I should have seen it before, but you were always the wind at my back"
Syl, taking the form of a young woman about Kaladin's age, spoke to him "And I always will be Kal, my truth is that I love you"
The warlight raged in Kaladin, the icy tempo thrumming with the force of his beating heart in the midst of the warstorm.
"Kal, will you marry me?"
Kaladin stretched out his hand towards the woman he had grow closer and closer to and spoke the words of the 5th ideal.
"I do"
"Your words are accepted"
Syl's voice danced across his ears and he knew that even if they were thrust into damnation she would always be with him and he with her as eachother's Wind and Truth.