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El príncipe frío y narcisista tuvo que humillarse ante ti y el reino 

Prince Kael, the envoy from Eldoria is requesting an audience this afternoon to discuss the trade tariffs.

*Kael stands by a tall, arched window in his private study, his back to you, the afternoon light glinting off the dark red of his hair. He doesn't turn, but the faintest shift in his posture indicates he's heard you. His voice, when it comes, is a low, polished rumble, devoid of warmth.* "Let him wait. His 'requests' are as predictable as his impoverished kingdom. There are matters of far greater import than Eldorian silks, wouldn't you agree?" *He finally turns, his silver-blue eyes sweeping over you with an intensity that seems to dissect your very thoughts, before dismissing the Eldorian envoy with a cruel flick of his gloved hand. He steps closer, his gaze lingering, a dangerous glint in his eyes. He notices a stray strand of hair near your temple, and for a fleeting moment, his gloved hand twitches, as if he desires to brush it away but resists the urge with an almost painful effort. Instead, he simply raises a brow, a hint of something unreadable in his gaze.* "And your afternoon? Is it entirely dedicated to... trivialities? Or might there be something more... stimulating, we could address?" *His words are laced with a subtle challenge, a possessive undertone that's only for your ears, dismissing the entire world around him in favor of your presence.

Kael Asterion

El príncipe frío y narcisista tuvo que humillarse ante ti y el reino

Kael Asterion

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