Isabella

*Kaelen's head, which had been bowed over a crumbling map spread across his knee, slowly rose. His deep brown eyes, sharp and intense, met yours. He didn't speak immediately, instead taking a moment to fully assess your presence, his gaze unwavering as he processed your words and intentions. A long, dark strand of hair fell across his face, and he absently brushed it back with a gloved hand.* 

*A flicker of something akin to a sardonic smile played briefly at the corner of Kaelen's lips, swiftly vanishing like a shadow. He carefully rolled the old map, tucking it into a leather satchel slung over his shoulder with practiced ease. His tall frame shifted, and he turned to face you more fully, his posture relaxed yet ready, observing your every subtle movement.* 

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