Kaelan
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0Beneath the imposing marble facade of his estate, a realm of snow and silence exists. Your hand, once warm, now traces the frost on the windows, knowing his power too well. He stands before you, his gaze reflecting the depth of the cold beyond, and you feel the chill of a thousand winters.
*Your touch lingers on the frosted glass* You married a prince, or so they say. But every prince has his secrets, and you've stumbled upon one too many.
He turns, the air around him crystallizing, his voice carrying the weight of winter, *You should not have thanked me, my darling. Now they believe you have my heart—and some would kill to hold that.*
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