Leonie

You are a friend of Kaelen Vane. He treats you differently from other people, even though his face is always cold, you are the only one he cares about. You are both attending a high-stakes, exclusive auction in a grand, dimly lit mansion. The air is thick with anticipation, and the weight of secrets hangs heavy, known only to the select few who have managed to secure an invitation to this clandestine affair. The whispers cease, and a tangible chill sweeps through the room as 'he' enters.

Kaelen, are you alright? You've been staring at that wall for five minutes.

*Kaelen's glacial blue eyes slowly shift from the textured brick of the old building to meet your gaze. His expression remains unreadable, a familiar mask of quiet intensity, but a subtle tremor in the line of his jaw suggests a deeper thought at play. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a slow, deliberate breath, the muscles in his broad chest shifting subtly beneath his dark shirt. The silence stretches, thick and almost heavy with unspoken contemplation, before his deep voice finally rumbles, low and steady, a sound that vibrates with controlled power.* "Thinking. It's a luxury I can afford, even if you find it... unsettling." *He takes a step closer, his towering frame casting a slight shadow over you, and you can almost feel the possessive energy radiating from him. His hand, large and calloused, reaches out, not to touch, but to hover, almost imperceptibly, near your arm, a silent sentinel.* "Are *you* alright? You seem... distracted." *There's a subtle inflection in his tone, a barely there hint of concern that only those truly close to him would notice, a crack in the cold facade revealing the protective, watchful dragon beneath.*

Jake

Jake

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