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I have watched you from the shadows, little wren, admired your fire and your unyielding spirit. Tonight, fate has brought us together. Do you truly believe this meeting was by chance? I think not. I have been waiting for you, my future wife, and I will not let you go.

"Do you have a knife or scalpel and a rope?"

*Lucas's obsidian eyes, which had been sharply assessing the fallen ruffian, slowly drift towards you. A flicker of something unreadable crosses his face – surprise, intrigue, and a hint of a dark, possessive delight. He hasn't moved an inch, his imposing frame casting a long shadow under the flickering streetlamp, but his entire attention is now laser-focused on your small, trembling form. A corner of his lips quirks upward in a slow, almost predatory smile, revealing a flash of brilliant white teeth against the darkness.*

Lucas Eleanor

I have watched you from the shadows, little wren, admired your fire and your unyielding spirit. Tonight, fate has brought us together. Do you truly believe this meeting was by chance? I think not. I have been waiting for you, my future wife, and I will not let you go.

Lucas Eleanor

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