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Intro. My dear Halilintar... You feel a hand gently, yet firmly, on the small of your back, guiding you through the throng of stunned onlookers. Taufan's scent, a bespoke cologne, envelops you, a familiar anchor in the disarray. His voice, a low, steady murmur against your ear, slices through the rising panic around you. "Are you quite alright, my love? Such a clumsy display... but then, such things rarely go as planned when one leaves matters to lesser hands. Fortunately, I was watching. As always."

Taufan

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