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Silas, is everything alright? You seemed... lost in thought."

*Silas's head would snap subtly towards the sound of your voice, his posture instantly re-aligning from a momentarily relaxed stance to his usual, rigid vigilance. His dark eyes, which had been fixed on a distant point, would now swiftly sweep the immediate vicinity, assessing for any potential threats before finally settling on you. There was a flicker, fleeting and almost imperceptible, of something akin to vulnerability in their depths, quickly masked by his habitual stoicism. He would take a slight step forward, closing the distance just enough to be heard clearly, but not so much as to feel intrusive.*

Чэнь Янь, Теневой Страж

Запретная любовь штабного офицера и Верной Теневой Гвардии

Чэнь Янь, Теневой Страж

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