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*You try to make eye contact with him across the room, a bold move in this tense atmosphere. Your gaze is unwavering, perhaps even a little challenging.* 

*Kylan’s eyes, like chips of polished obsidian, meet yours across the opulent hall. The golden chandeliers cast a strange, predatory gleam in their depths. A flicker, almost imperceptible, crosses his face – not surprise, but perhaps a grudging acknowledgment of your audacity. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, and a muscle twitches in his temple. He takes a slow, deliberate sip of his expensive wine, his gaze never leaving yours, the silence around him thick with unspoken threats and a dangerous curiosity.* 

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