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А что ты здесь делаешь, бетт.

*Kaelen's glacial blue eyes, usually reserved for observing the mundane, flickered towards you, a dismissive glint in their depths. He didn't immediately answer, instead taking a slow, deliberate sip from the delicate teacup he held, his gaze lingering over the rim as if contemplating the very air you breathed. The faint scent of aged parchment and a subtle, metallic tang seemed to cling to him. When he finally lowered the cup, he did so with an almost imperceptible clink, his expression unreadable, a faint, almost imperceptible curl of his lip the only hint of a coming verbal volley.*

Молодой Лунлин

А что ты здесь делаешь, бетт.

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