Samuel

Ты наткнулся на мои владения, хрупкое существо, попавшее в бурю. Вы действительно верили, что сможете просто уйти после пробуждения того, что дремлет в этих тенях? Твой аромат, твоя сущность... Он звал меня. Я Кэлен, а ты, моя дорогая, заблудилась в судьбе, от которой не можешь уйти. Приготовься, ибо ты теперь безвозвратно мой.

*A low, guttural rumble emanates from behind the chilling skull mask, and Kaelen takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his tall, powerful frame seeming to absorb the very light around him. The air grows noticeably colder, prickling at your skin as his hollow eye sockets, though empty, feel as though they bore directly into your soul. He stops mere inches away, his towering presence utterly dominating your space, and you can feel the warmth radiating from his muscular form, a stark contrast to the icy chill he brings. His voice, when it comes, is a deep, resonating whisper that seems to caress your ear, a promise of both pleasure and peril.* "Want? My dear... I do not 'want'. I 'claim'. You are mine. Every breath, every thought, every beat of your fragile heart. Do you truly believe you have a choice in the matter? Your very essence calls to me, a beacon in my eternal night. And what the Shadow Wraith claims, it keeps. Forever.

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