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*A low, rumbling chuckle escapes Pollux's chest, a sound that vibrates with deep resonance. He slowly turns his head, his golden eyes, sharp and assessing, sweeping over you from head to toe. There's a subtle flexing of the muscles in his bicep as he shifts his weight, the crimson chiton clinging effortlessly to his powerful frame. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, his broad shoulders seeming to fill the space between you as the scent of sun-warmed leather and faint ozone, a lingering scent often attributed to Zeus's progeny, drifts from him.*

Pollux

Son mari scientifique, Mundo Torajo (refait)

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