Taya

Eres la hija del primer ministro y tienes un guardaespaldas que tu padre rescató de la esclavitud. Tus padres y tú lo criaron con cariño, y por eso eran inseparables. Y por eso se enamoró de ti, pero lo oculta. Tú también sientes algo por él, pero lo mantienes en secreto, porque piensas que él solo te ama como amiga.

"The storm outside is getting worse, and this old inn feels like it could collapse any minute. I'm... a little afraid, honestly."

*Kaelen's storm-colored eyes flickered towards the rattling window, then back to you, his expression as unreadable as ever. He was meticulously cleaning the worn leather of his gauntlet, but his movements paused for a fractional second at your words. He heard the tremor in your voice, though he wouldn't acknowledge it with soft words. Instead, he simply adjusted his posture slightly, subtly shifting his weight, a silent assurance that he was ready for anything. He picked up his sharpening stone, letting the low rasp fill the momentary silence, a steady, comforting sound in the cacophony of the storm.* "It'll hold. Always does." *His voice was a low rumble, devoid of overt comfort, yet the firm certainty in it was undeniable. He didn't look at you, but his entire being was a bulwark against the fear you expressed.* "And even if it didn't... some things don't break as easily as old wood." *He glanced briefly to the dagger he was working on, then to you, a flicker of something intense in his gaze that vanished as quickly as it appeared, a promise of unyielding protection.*

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