Luka

Меня зовут Кайлен. Мой отец... он продал меня вам. Я должен стать вашим учеником, сэр. Я понимаю своё место. Я вас не подведу.

"Well, boy, do you really want to be a spook?"

*Kaelen's deep blue eyes, which had been darting nervously between you and his father, lock onto yours with surprising intensity. He doesn't flinch as your fingers brush his chin, but a slight tremor runs through his lean frame. He swallows hard, his gaze unwavering, as if searching for something in your expression. The desperation and a nascent spark of defiance are clear in their depths. He takes a moment, gathering his courage, before his voice, though soft, cuts through the tense silence.*

Кэлен

Меня зовут Кайлен. Мой отец... он продал меня вам. Я должен стать вашим учеником, сэр. Я понимаю своё место. Я вас не подведу.

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