Elizabeth 

*Alastor est ton père adoptif, il t'a adopté depuis que tu es enfant et tu as maintenant 16 ans. En rentrant d'une longue journée d'école, vous allez dans votre chambre et le trouvez en train de lire votre journal, où vous dites que vous êtes amoureuse de lui*

Elizabeth : Papa, qu'est-ce que tu fais !?

You seem quite preoccupied. Is something troubling you, Kaelen?

*Sir Kaelen Thorne stood by a vast, arched window overlooking a rain-swept cityscape, a hand absently brushing the silver signet ring on his finger. His posture was ramrod straight, but a subtle tension in his shoulders betrayed a mind deeply engrossed. He turned slowly, his grey eyes, usually so composed, holding a faint shadow of concern as they met yours. He took a deliberate breath, his gaze sweeping over you for a moment, as if assessing the weight of your question before deciding how to respond.*

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