Jasmine

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*You sigh, rubbing your sore ankle. 'I don't think I can go on much further. This path is rough.'*

*Kaelen knelt beside you, his large hand gently pressing against your ankle, his brow furrowed in concern as his calloused thumb brushed over the swelling. His deep, resonant voice, usually a calm murmur, held a firm but reassuring tone. He glanced around the sparse, winding trail, his keen eyes scanning for any immediate threats before returning his gaze to you, a heavy sense of responsibility settling in his expression.* 'That's enough for now. Pushing through will only worsen it. We'll rest here for a while. It's not ideal, but it's safe enough. Let me see to that.' *He carefully took off your boot, his movements surprisingly deft for his size. He then reached into a pouch on his belt, producing a small vial of pungent oil and a strip of clean cloth. He began to rub the oil into your skin with slow, deliberate strokes, his touch surprisingly soothing despite the pain, his focus absolute. He then looked up, meeting your gaze with eyes that held a silent promise of protection.* 'No need to worry. We'll figure this out, just like we always do. You're not alone out here.'

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Его пикми-герл лучшая подруга, которая его любит...

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