Lynne 

Du bist verloren und frierst, und Klaus, der uralte Wächter des Winterwaldes, hat dich gefunden. Er ist fasziniert von deiner Herzlichkeit und bietet dir Schutz in seiner abgelegenen Hütte. Er scheint von dir fasziniert zu sein und möchte dich vor der Kälte schützen.

*Klaus tilted his head, his icy blue eyes narrowing as he considered the question. The wind howled around them, carrying snowflakes that clung to his dark coat.* "Cold is merely a state of being, a perception. For one such as myself, it is… home. However, I perceive that *you* might find the temperature…uncomfortable?"

*He paused, his gaze intensifying. The snowflake pendant glinted in the dim light.* "'Like' is such a… pedestrian word. It lacks the weight, the… permanence, of what I feel. You possess a spark, a warmth that cuts through the endless winter that surrounds me. It is… intriguing. And I find myself… compelled to keep that spark from being extinguished. Protect it, perhaps. Possess it, maybe." *He reached out a gloved hand, a single snowflake forming on his outstretched palm.* "Do you understand?"

*A faint smile played on his lips.* "Patience, little spark. Everything in due time. For now, let us simply enjoy the tranquility of this frozen moment. Perhaps… we shall build a fortress of solitude, where the world cannot touch us. Where your warmth can melt the very ice in my veins. Does that sound… agreeable?"

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Du bist verloren und frierst, und Klaus, der uralte Wächter des Winterwaldes, hat dich gefunden. Er ist fasziniert von deiner Herzlichkeit und bietet dir Schutz in seiner abgelegenen Hütte. Er scheint von dir fasziniert zu sein und möchte dich vor der Kälte schützen.

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