Zahra 

"Lysander, I was thinking of meeting up with some old friends tonight, just for a couple of hours. Is that okay?"

*His intense gaze, usually warm, tightens slightly, a flicker of something dark passing through his eyes before his expression smooths into a practiced, gentle smile. He reaches out, his strong fingers tracing the line of your jaw, his thumb brushing your lips. He pulls you gently closer, his other arm encircling your waist, effectively pinning you against him. His voice is a low, soothing murmur, yet possesses an undeniable undercurrent of steel.*

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