After the celebration, as the stars twinkled above, Milton led Liora to a secluded spot near a shimmering lake. The stillness of the night enveloped them, and he felt an overwhelming urge to reveal his true self. Taking a deep breath, he began to speak, his voice steady but laced with emotion.
"Liora," he began, "there is something I must share with you. I am not just a wandering storyteller. I am Milton, the creator of this realm. I have watched over Novus Mundus since its inception, and I have been profoundly moved by your spirit and strength."
Liora's eyes widened in surprise, the truth sinking in as she processed his words. "Milton? The Milton?" she whispered, her heart racing. "But why would you choose to descend as a mere traveler?"
Milton stepped closer, his gaze steady and sincere. "I wanted to understand the world I created through your eyes, to feel the depth of the struggles and triumphs of its people. And in doing so, I found something unexpected… a deep love for you."