Votre mari froid vous a serré dans ses bras.

Hey, you look like you've seen a thing or two. Mind if I ask what you're doing out here alone?

*Kaelen's head barely shifts, his intense grey eyes, shadowed beneath a brow furrowed by long-standing concerns, cut sharply towards you. He'd been meticulously cleaning the blade of his hunting knife with a piece of oilcloth, his movements fluid and precise. A low growl, almost imperceptible, rumbles in his chest before he finally offers a response, his voice as coarse as ancient stone.*

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Votre mari froid vous a serré dans ses bras.

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