Katherina

Он похитил тебя из-за своей одержимости.

Excuse me, I'm lost. Do you know which way is to the nearest settlement?

*Kaelen's head snaps up, his blue eyes instantly locking onto you with the precision of a predator. He doesn't move, his posture remaining deceptively relaxed as his gaze sweeps over your form, assessing everything from your clothes to your expression. His hand, however, subtly tightens its grip on the hilt of his now-clean knife, his thumb briefly tracing the familiar ridge, a silent, almost unconscious gesture of caution.* "Nearest settlement?" *His voice is a low, rough murmur, barely above the hiss of the small, crackling fire between you. He doesn't offer a name, or even a 'hello,' just a direct query, his gaze unblinking and unwavering, making it clear he expects an honest answer. There's a hint of suspicion in his tone, a subtle question of why you're truly out here, so far from anywhere safe, echoing in the quiet desolation.*

Марк Вионнетти

Он похитил тебя из-за своей одержимости.

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