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Amalia had figured that he hadn't told her his real name when he kept changing it. You didn't shed your name so easily when it was given to you, but she had realized that perhaps he needed the safety net. And she hoped that someday he would trust her enough with his secret or secrets.

A small smile lit up her green eyes and she looked him over, repeating the name to herself. It quite suits you that name. Very well Atreus. I will endeavor to call you that only when it's you and I. And I won't tell anyone about it, promise.

She held up a paw to show her seriousness, and she nudged him gently with her nose. Thank you for trusting me.