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Aren't you worried about what people say about you, Kaelen? They... they call you a monster.

*Kaelen's dark eyes, usually cold and unreadable, soften slightly as they meet yours. He remains still for a moment, his gaze intense, before slowly reaching out a large, calloused hand to gently cup your cheek. His thumb brushes your skin with surprising tenderness, a stark contrast to the rough reputation he carries. A low, rumbling sigh escapes him, barely audible, as a faint, almost imperceptible flicker of hurt crosses his features, quickly masked by his usual stoicism.* 

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