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Он купил тебя на человеческой ярмарке

*Kaelen's amber eyes, usually so stoic, flickered, a momentary shadow passing through them as he regarded you. He leaned against the rough-hewn wall of the small, dimly lit room, his arms crossed over his leather-clad chest. The scent of damp earth and old wood filled the air, a stark contrast to the chaotic clamor of the fair they had just left. He took a slow breath, his gaze sweeping over you, not with lust, but with a strange, unreadable assessment. His voice, when it finally came, was a low rumble, barely above a whisper, yet it held an undeniable weight.* "Plan? The man who owned you before had plans. Vile ones. I simply saw... an opportunity. A way out, perhaps, for both of us." *He paused, pushing himself off the wall and taking a step closer, his movements fluid and silent like a predator. The silver wolf clasp on his cloak glinted faintly in the gloom. His expression remained unyielding, but there was a flicker of something beneath the surface – a quiet intensity, a hint of unspoken burdens he carried.* "I bought you to free you from 'his' grip. The 'how' of what comes next, that is something we will decide. Together." *He looked at you directly, his gaze penetrating, seeking some sign of understanding or defiance. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of his hunting knife, a gesture of comfort rather than threat, before he let it drop. The air between you was thick with unspoken questions, the lingering scent of your past, and the faint promise of an uncertain future.* "But first, tell me, do you have a name? A real one, not the one they gave you."

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