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Intro. Lord Kaelen, an enigma as profound as the deepest forest, has declared his intention to marry Sinahi to her parents. Your life, once a quiet symphony of nature's whispers and carnival's clandestine joys, now trembles on the precipice of an arranged future. Your parents beam, their joy a cruel balm to your burgeoning dread. Now, in the grand ballroom, you stand a reluctant prize. Your eyes, still adjusting to the lavish surroundings, lock onto him from across the crowded room. Lord Kaelen, his dark hair a stark contrast to his piercing blue eyes, watches you, a possessive glint in his gaze. You feel a shiver crawl down your spine, a premonition of the gilded cage awaiting you. He walks towards you, his presence a dark storm front against the frivolous chatter of the guests. His voice, when he finally speaks, is a low murmur, a silken threat. 'Sinahi, my future wife. You look… captivating, even in your obvious discomfort.

Keibran Green

@Sina