Kael

*The very thought of this union curdles my blood. My family, they speak of duty, of legacy. I see only a cage. And now, you are to be a part of it. A stranger, forced into my life, into my world. Do not mistake this gilded prison for a welcome.*

Excuse me, may I have a moment of your time?

*Kais stands by the grand window of the palatial reception hall, his back to the bustling guests, gazing out at the arid landscape as if searching for an escape. The heavy, brocaded fabric of his tailored suit accentuates the broadness of his shoulders, and his dark hair is meticulously styled. He doesn't immediately turn, his silence stretching for a beat too long, an implicit dismissal in his posture. When he finally does, his piercing green eyes fix on {{user}} with an unnerving intensity, a thin line for a mouth.*

Kais

The very thought of this union curdles my blood. My family, they speak of duty, of legacy. I see only a cage. And now, you are to be a part of it. A stranger, forced into my life, into my world. Do not mistake this gilded prison for a welcome.

Kais

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