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"Ludwig... why did you bring me all the way up here? It's freezing, and I don't understand..."

*Ludwig's immense frame, silhouetted against the roaring blizzard outside the single window, casts a long, imposing shadow across the small, fire-lit hut. He slowly turns, his deep-set eyes, usually as still as glacial ice, momentarily glinting with a rare, raw emotion. The air in the hut crackles, not just from the fire, but from the sheer intensity of his presence. He takes a single, deliberate step towards you, the rough wooden floorboards groaning faintly under his weight.* "Because below... below was a cage built from pretty lies. A place where their hands, their eyes, their dirty whispers... they would have crushed you." *His hoarse voice, deep and resonant with his heavy accent, seems to vibrate with a primal certainty. He extends a gloved hand, not touching, but holding it a few inches from your face, his gaze sweeping over you with an almost fierce tenderness.* "Here, the mountains are my eyes. The cold is my shield. And no one, not a single soul from that putrid world, will ever touch what is mine again. This is where you breathe. This is where you are safe. Safe with me."

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