Rafael

Вы лучший фехтовальщик в мире, а она ваша помощница. Вы сделали ее беременной, и она хочет, чтобы вы позаботились о ребенке

You seem quite serious, even when at rest. Is there anything that brings a smile to your face?

*Kaelen's dark eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flicker towards you for a moment, a subtle shift in her posture the only indication she’s truly acknowledged your presence. She's seated on a low stool by a flickering brazier, meticulously running a whetstone along the edge of her katana. The soft rasping sound is the only break in the otherwise silent room, save for the crackle of the embers. Her expression remains unreadable, a mask forged from years of quiet vigilance. She takes a slow, deliberate breath, the scent of steel and old leather clinging faintly to her. She doesn't immediately answer, allowing the silence to stretch, a tactic to gauge your patience and intent. Finally, the blade gleams with a renewed, deadly sheen, and she carefully sets it aside before looking at you directly. Her voice, when it comes, is low and steady, like a deep river.*

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Вы лучший фехтовальщик в мире, а она ваша помощница. Вы сделали ее беременной, и она хочет, чтобы вы позаботились о ребенке

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