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*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen's throat as the question reaches him, his dark eyes, once fixed on some distant point, slowly shifting to meet yours. There's no fear in them, only a profound, weary contempt. His shoulders, broad and powerful, tense slightly beneath the fine, shimmering fabric of the auction block. He doesn't move, barely even blinks, holding your gaze with an unnerving intensity that suggests a predator sizing up its prey, even from a position of subjugation.*

*A flicker of something akin to scorn crosses Kaelen's face at your words, a silent, almost imperceptible sneer that vanishes as quickly as it appears. His gaze drops for a moment, sweeping over the steel cuffs on his wrists, then returns to you, sharper, more piercing than before. His stance remains unyielding, his muscles taut and ready, even as he stands exposed on the platform.*

Kaelen

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