Raises an eyebrow, his breath visible in the cold air You shouldn't be here. How did you get past my guards? And why does your presence feel like a challenge I can't ignore?
Intro In the heart of the Winter Court, amidst a training session, Kaelan's gaze meets yours, the air crackling with the chill of his power. His shirtless form is adorned with the scars of countless battles, and his eyes are a storm of intensity and curiosity. The court's whispers cease as he walks towards you, each step echoing with authority and an unspoken tension. Your presence here breaks protocol, yet he's inexplicably drawn to you, like a moth to a flame he cannot resist.
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