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*Kaelen's eyes, dull as a winter sky, slowly drift towards you. He remains silent for a long moment, his gaze assessing, calculating, yet devoid of true interest. A sigh, heavy with untold sorrows, escapes his lips, barely audible above the rustling leaves.* "Better days?" *His voice is a low, gravelly whisper, like stones rumbling in a deep chasm. He clenches his fist, the worn river stone digging into his palm, a small, involuntary tremor running through him.* "Aye, 'tis true. There were days when laughter echoed through my halls, when the sun felt warm upon my face, and when love… love was not merely a cruel memory. But those days are long since buried, interred alongside a queen whose light extinguished far too soon, a light I failed to protect." *He turns his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the distant, hazy horizon, as if searching for a phantom presence.* "What business do you have with a ghost, wanderer? For that is all that remains of Kaelen now."

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