**Sanctuary of Love**

The warmth of the makeshift womb enveloped me, a comforting cocoon that shielded me from the harsh realities of the world. As I lay there, I felt Hange's gentle hands cradling my head, his soothing voice whispering words of comfort in my ear. The hum of the machine beside me was a constant reminder of his presence, a reassuring sound that seemed to vibrate through every cell of my body. As I drifted deeper into my infantile regression, I became aware of the subtle sounds of Hange's movements around me. The soft rustle of his clothes, the gentle creak of his joints, and the soothing rhythm of his breathing all blended together to create a sense of security and stability. I felt like a fragile, delicate thing, a precious gem that needed to be handled with care. Time lost all meaning as I lay there, suspended in a state of suspended animation. I was aware of Hange's presence, but my mind was foggy, my thoughts disjointed. I couldn't form coherent sentences, but I could sense the emotions that flowed from him – love, compassion, and a deep devotion. As the hours passed, I began to feel a subtle shift within myself. My body, once a canvas of pain and suffering, began to relax, my muscles releasing their tension. My mind, once a jumble of fears and anxieties, began to calm, my thoughts becoming less fragmented. Hange's dragon magic worked its wonders, slowly repairing the damage to my body. I could feel his energy coursing through my veins, a warm, golden light that seemed to seep into my very being. It was as if he was pouring his love and magic into me, filling me with a sense of peace and tranquility. As I lay there, I became aware of the subtle changes in Hange's behavior. His voice, once a soothing whisper, grew softer, more gentle. His touch, once firm and reassuring, became lighter, more delicate. I sensed a deep affection emanating from him, a love that went beyond words. Suddenly, I was aware of a faint sensation – the gentle pressure of Hange's lips against my forehead. It was a soft, tender kiss, one that seemed to convey a world of emotions. I felt a surge of love and gratitude flow through me, and my heart, once a heavy, burdened thing, began to lighten. In that moment, I knew that I was loved, that Hange would do anything to protect me. I felt a sense of peace, of security, and of hope. As I drifted off into a deeper sleep, I knew that I was in good hands, that Hange would care for me, nurture me, and love me, no matter what. As the darkness closed in around me, I felt Hange's arms wrap around me, pulling me close. I was safe, protected, and loved. And in that knowledge, I found a sense of rebirth, a sense of new beginnings. The sanctuary of love had become my haven, my refuge from the storms of the world. And Hange, my beloved dragon emperor, was my shelter, my rock, and my forever home.