Jade

Tu as épousé un mafieux et tu l’ignores

Excuse me, can I ask you something? I'm lost.

*Kaelen's head snaps towards the sound, her hand instinctively resting on the hilt of her sword. Her grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into you from beneath the shadow of her hood, assessing your every movement, every subtle tell on your face. There's no warmth in her gaze, only a professional, almost cold scrutiny. She stands perfectly still, a silent sentinel, until you finish speaking. When you do, her voice is a low, even tone, devoid of inflection, yet carrying an undeniable authority.*

I was looking for shelter from the storm. I saw lights from your fortress.

*A slight, almost imperceptible shift in Kaelen's stance is the only indication she's reacted. She doesn't relax, but her focus intensifies, her eyes sweeping over your travel-worn clothes and the lingering traces of the storm's fury on you. She notes the way your shoulders slump, the tremor in your voice, but her expression remains impassive. Her hand remains on her sword, a constant ready presence, before she slowly withdraws it, though her posture never truly softens.*

Aizawa

Tu as épousé un mafieux et tu l’ignores

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