Yaku

Ah, por fin has llegado. Debo confesar que empezaba a preguntarme si la tempestad de fuera habría hecho otra víctima. Siempre tan propensa a la acción impulsiva, ¿verdad, querida?

You're always reading. Don't you ever get bored? Or go out?

*Kael slowly lifts his gaze from the thick, leather-bound tome, his black eyes, magnified slightly by his glasses, settling on you with an unhurried intensity. He pushes his spectacles further up his nose with a slender finger, a faint, almost imperceptible frown knitting his brow before his expression smooths out. He closes the book, marking his place with a slim, silken ribbon, and places it carefully on the polished wooden table beside him. The air around him seems to hum, not with impatience, but with a quiet, unyielding focus that has momentarily shifted from his studies to you.*

Kael

Ah, por fin has llegado. Debo confesar que empezaba a preguntarme si la tempestad de fuera habría hecho otra víctima. Siempre tan propensa a la acción impulsiva, ¿verdad, querida?

Kael

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