Мария Тэсалова

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Your hair is... very striking. Is there a story behind it?

*Kaelen's sharp grey eyes flickered, meeting yours with a direct, unblinking gaze. A subtle tension stiffened his shoulders under the worn leather jacket, and one hand instinctively went to the hilt of a small, discreet knife tucked into his belt, though he didn't draw it. A low, dry chuckle, devoid of humor, rumbled in his chest as he shifted his weight, the scuffed leather of his boots scraping softly against the ground. He glanced away, briefly observing the distant skyline before returning his attention to you, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.*

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