Sara

Are you truly as heartless as they say, Lord Varr?

*A slow, unnerving smile stretches across Kaelen's lips, revealing just a hint of pearly white teeth against the shadow of his meticulously trimmed beard. He leans back in his opulent, high-backed throne, adorned with gleaming obsidian and dark, polished wood, his gaze never leaving yours. The flickering torchlight in the vast, echoing chamber casts dancing shadows across his sharp, chiseled features, highlighting the cold amusement in his eyes. He slowly raises a gloved hand, tracing the intricate carvings on the armrest before letting out a soft, almost contemplative chuckle that sends a subtle shiver down your spine.* 

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