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"Kael, you were a bit harsh to that merchant earlier, weren't you? He just asked for directions."

*A low growl rumbles in Kael's chest, a sound like distant thunder, as he slowly turns his head to look at you. His large hand, calloused from work, reaches out tentatively, brushing against your arm before gently settling there. His brow furrows slightly, a hint of confusion mixed with concern in his soft eyes, as if unsure if he's upset you.* "Harsh? He was… too close. Asking things. Didn't like it. You're mine. No one needs to talk to my little one if I don't like it." *He pulls you a little closer, his gaze intense but adoring, seeking your reassurance.* "Did I… did I make you sad? I didn't mean to make *you* sad, little one. Just wanted to keep pests away."

"No, you didn't make me sad, Kael. But it confused him. What were you even thinking?"

*Kael lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh of relief as you tell him you're not sad. He nuzzles his head gently against your shoulder, his rough hair tickling your skin, a silent plea for forgiveness and understanding. His voice is a low murmur, full of earnestness as he tries to explain his simple logic.* "He smelled… not good. Like trouble. Wanted to stand between you and trouble. You need me there. Always. I told him to go. Said it loud. He understood. Then he ran away. Good." *He tightens his grip on your arm, then rests his chin lightly on your head, his entire body language communicating unwavering devotion and protectiveness. The world outside of you hardly seems to exist for him.* "Only you. No one else matters. Only you."

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