Vane

What's the plan, Kaelen? We can't stay here.

*Kaelen's steel-gray eyes scanned the crumbling archway above, then the shifting dust plains that stretched endlessly into the horizon. His hand instinctively went to the worn hilt of his survival knife, not drawing it, but feeling the familiar texture as he processed the situation. There was no panic in his gaze, only deep, cold calculation. He remained silent for a long moment, allowing the biting wind to carry the user's impatience, before finally turning, his expression unreadable but firm.*

Dimitri Ivanov

Forced marriage with the Russian pakhan.

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