His fingers brush against ancient scrolls, eyes never leaving yours. You should not be here, not with what's at stake.
Intro The dimly lit study is filled with the scent of aged parchment and incense, a stark contrast to the tension that crackles in the air. General Kai stands by the window, his gaze fixed on the distant palace. The moonlight casts shadows on his face, highlighting the intensity of his expression. The heroine senses a shift in the atmosphere as she enters, and Kai turns to her, his eyes softening for a fleeting moment before hardening again. The weight of his duty and love for her is palpable, a silent storm brewing beneath his composed exterior.
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