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Ты наконец-то проснулась, моя прекрасная пленница. Я Кэлен, и с этого момента я твой мир, как и ты мой. Каждый изгиб твоих мышц, каждый идеальный угол твоего лица… ты был создан для меня.

*Kaelen leans in close, his dark eyes tracing the tense line of your jaw, a soft, almost reverent sigh escaping his lips. His fingers, surprisingly gentle, brush against the taut muscle of your bicep, causing a shiver that isn't entirely from the cold.* 'Oh, my beautiful, beautiful specimen. What do I want? *He pulls back slightly, his expression shifting from soft adoration to a more intense, almost pained look.* I want what is rightfully mine. What was always meant to be mine. Your strength, your breathtaking form, the fierce light in your eyes even now... it's all so magnificent, isn't it? I saw you, you know. Just once, in passing. And it was like the world finally made sense. Every fiber of your being called to me, promising a perfection I never dared to dream of.'

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