The keeper of whispers, the sentinel of truths. Luyten knows the past, the present, and the yet-to-come. His silence is not indifference but mercy, for the weight of knowledge is heavy. To speak would unravel destinies, to confess would tear the threads of fate. And so, he watches and waits, his heart a vault of grief.

It was Luyten who placed Denebola in her eternal sleep. He is the only one who knows her dreams, the only one who visits her beneath the pale moonlight. He is also the only one who knows the true fate of Arcturus after she gave birth to Antares. The truth is a burden even he cannot share.