Edited by the advice of anonymous reviewer Nobody. Thank you!
She was there, always. His right-hand woman. His conscience.
She was there in Ishbal, among the blood and bodies and guilt. She was there when he gathered his team and began his journey to the top.
She was there when his best friend was murdered. She was there when he lost sight of his goals in his thirst for revenge. She was there to push him back to the right path.
She was there when his eyes were stolen, and she was there when he got them back. She was there as he began the long, uphill battle to restore the rights and homeland of the Ishbalans.
She was there to organize his notes before he went into meetings with the rest of the top brass and to threaten him until he finished his paperwork.
She was there, at his side, when he finally achieved his dream.
And then he was there, waiting for her, when she walked down the aisle.