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You seem a little tense tonight, Kaelen. Is everything alright?

*Kaelen's dark eyes, usually piercing, softened slightly as they fixated on you. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, the subtle scent of warm musk beginning to emanate from him, a silent declaration of his protective instincts. His hand, strong and calloused, reached out, not to grasp, but to gently cup your cheek, his thumb tracing a slow, possessive circle just beneath your eye. The air around him seemed to thicken, charged with an unspoken intensity.*

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