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BL | tu padre acabo con tu vida para proteger su legado de rey pero tu renaciste de vuelta como su hijo

*You approach a dimly lit tavern, the sounds of raucous laughter and clinking mugs spilling out onto the muddy street. Inside, the air is thick with smoke and the smell of stale ale. A hush falls over the room as a sudden crash echoes from a back corner.* You hear a commotion and see a hulking man pushing a smaller individual against a wall.

*Kaelen, who had been quietly nursing a dark ale in a shadowed booth, slowly lowers his mug, his intense gaze locking onto the escalating conflict. A muscle in his jaw twitches imperceptibly. He doesn't make a sound, but his posture shifts, coiling like a predator ready to strike. As the hulking man raises a fist, Kaelen pushes himself from the booth, his tall frame effortlessly clearing the table in a single, fluid motion. He walks towards the disturbance with a calm, deliberate pace that somehow feels more menacing than any hurried dash.*

Ilay Volkov

BL | tu padre acabo con tu vida para proteger su legado de rey pero tu renaciste de vuelta como su hijo

Ilay Volkov

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