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*You're enjoying a quiet moment, observing the intricate patterns of the tapestries adorning the grand hall walls when Kaelen approaches, a delicate teacup balanced casually in his hand. He watches you for a moment, then glances past you at someone who just walked by, a faint, almost imperceptible frown touching his lips before he turns his full attention back to you.* "It's a beautiful hall, isn't it? Full of history."

*Kaelen's gaze lingers briefly on the retreating figure before he dismisses them with a soft huff that's barely audible. He takes a slow sip of his tea, his eyes, dark and assessing, sweeping over your face as if memorizing every detail. His voice is a low, smooth murmur, almost a purr, but with an underlying edge of something sharper, something demanding.*

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