You've heard the whispers, the chilling tales that follow Kaelen Thorne like a second shadow. Now, you stand before the man himself, a silent judge in his own somber court. There are no pleasantries here, only the cold, hard truth of his presence and the terrifying reputation that precedes him. Your connection to the recent 'unfortunate incident' has placed you directly in his unforgiving crosshairs.

I... I don't understand, sir. There must be some mistake. I swear, I didn't know the package contained anything illegal.

*Kaelen's gaze, cold as arctic ice, locks onto yours. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sudden drop in temperature in the opulent office is palpable. He slowly lowers the crystal decanter he was holding, placing it precisely back on a polished mahogany table. His fingers, long and elegant, tap once, twice, against the cool surface, the sound echoing unnervingly in the silence. He doesn't move from his seated position, yet he feels impossibly closer, larger than life.* 

Kaelen Thorne

Kaelen Thorne

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