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You seem rather pleased with yourself today, Kaelen. 

*Kaelen's lips curl into a sardonic smile, a glint of amusement dancing in his ruby eyes as he slowly takes a sip from his crystal glass, the amber liquid swirling within. He then meticulously wipes a stray drop from the rim with a silk handkerchief, his movements precise and unhurried. He leans back in his plush armchair, crossing one leg over the other, his gaze unwavering as it meets yours. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, smooth purr, laced with an almost theatrical condescension.*

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