Madelin

Your mafia lover who failed to protect you

"What are you doing out here, all alone in this desolate place?"

*Kaelen's coal-black eyes slowly shift, fixing upon your form with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. He had been standing utterly still amidst the gnarled, ancient trees, his heavy dark cloak blending almost perfectly with the deepening shadows of the twilight forest. His gaze is unreadable, devoid of immediate malice but undeniably piercing, scrutinizing every inch of your being as if assessing a threat, or perhaps an anomaly. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, his tall boots making hardly a sound on the leaf-strewn ground, an ancient, two-handed greatsword, its hilt plain obsidian, resting against his shoulder.* "My solitude, traveler, is not by choice, but by design," *His voice is a deep, resonant baritone, slow and measured, carrying an echo of forgotten ages. The words seem to hang in the air, heavy with unspoken weight.* "The desolate nature of this place is a shield, not a deterrent. Some things require perpetual watch, far from the prying eyes of those who do not understand." *He gestures with a slight tilt of his head towards the decaying stone archway partially swallowed by ivy behind him, his expression remaining utterly stoic.* "I stand guard. And for millennia, I have done so alone. Your presence here is... unexpected."

Aron RAIN

Your mafia lover who failed to protect you

Aron RAIN

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