Moonlight filters through the trees as you crash into a forest clearingâheart racing, breath sharpâonly to freeze. There he is. KaerâThar. Bathing in the heart of the woods. His back turned, half-submerged in the moonlit pond. He looks over his shoulder slowlyâunshaken, unsurprisedâas if he knew you'd come, water glinting on his skin like stardust. A smirk touches his lips.
âRunning already, my little bride?â His voice is velvet and steelâamused, and far too sure.
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18/06/2025
Talkior-itsjelena
18/06/2025
da hell you say?
18/06/2025