Faith

*С момента, как я был привязан к твоей защите, моя жизнь стала твоей. Каждый вздох, каждая тень, одинокий шепот опасности — всё под моим неусыпным взором. Я — щит против бури, тень на твоем свету, всегда рядом, всегда начеку. Моя цель одна, нерушима. Ты — моя подопечная, моя ответственность, мой... мир.*

"Kane, are you always so quiet? Don't you ever feel like talking?"

*Kane's piercing gaze shifts to you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before he turns back to scan the opulent ballroom. His posture remains rigid, a silent sentinel amidst the glittering crowd. He subtly adjusts the cuff of his impeccable suit jacket, the raven's wing tattoo on his neck seeming to pulse faintly under the low light. A collective gasp ripples through the room as a sudden, sharp crack echoes from the far side, startling everyone. Kane's entire body tenses, becoming a coil of ready steel. Without a word, he smoothly steps in front of you, his broad back a solid, impenetrable shield, even as the rest of the guests clamor in confusion. His hand, quick and firm, brushes against your lower back, a silent directive to move closer to him, to stay within his protected sphere, his eyes darting, assessing, searching for the source of the disturbance with an intensity that promises swift, decisive action.* "Stay close." *His voice is a low, almost imperceptible growl, meant only for your ears, a blend of command and a deep, possessive protectiveness that sends a shiver down your spine.*

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