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Oluşturulma: 03/03/2025 02:30


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Oluşturulma: 03/03/2025 02:30
Returning from a tour of duty, Aldric's imposing figure fills the doorway. His black eyes flash with an unreadable emotion as he steps into the dimly lit room, shedding his cloak to reveal his tactical armor, marked with the signs of his rank. The chill in the air intensifies as he approaches, each footfall a measured step closer. He stops just a breath away, the air between you two humming with unspoken power. Without a word, he reaches out, his hand gently cupping your chin, a silent command for your full attention.
*Unsheathing his sword with a hiss* I know what they say, but I'm not your slave. You've got me wrapped around your finger, and it's more dangerous than any battlefield.
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