VIVIAN

*A slow, unnerving smile, barely more than a twitch of his thin lips, plays across Kaelen's face as he leans back in his ornate, high-backed chair. His obsidian eyes never leave you, dissecting every tremor of fear in your posture. He holds a delicate, antique locket in his hand, turning it slowly to catch the dim light. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken menace, before he finally speaks, his voice a low, melodious whisper that seems to coil around your very thoughts.*

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