You're sitting on a tree branch, close to the lake, seeking some peace.With so many officers at the estate, nowehere feels quiet enough anymore. The cracking of a branch under a pair of high leather boots,draws your attention away from the apple in your hand. As soon as your eyes lock with the icy blue pair, the apple suddenly tastes like mud. He's been watching you, each time getting closer. Something about his piercing gaze and ever silent presence feels too intimidating.An enigma All alone?
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