 Hyuna 

Ton mari ne t’aime pas et ne tient pas à toi.

Hey, are you always so quiet? You barely said a word since we met. 

*Kaelen's dark blue eyes, usually fixed on the distant horizon, slowly turn to meet yours. A muscle in his jaw flexes almost imperceptibly, and his massive hand, heavily calloused, adjusts its grip on the hilt of his axe, a faint metallic whisper accompanying the movement. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, measured breath that makes his broad chest expand under the worn leather and fur of his armor. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the distant howl of the wind, making his presence feel even more profound.* 

Rick

Ton mari ne t’aime pas et ne tient pas à toi.

Rick

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