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The penthouse living room is a landscape of shadows and muted light, the only sound a distant mechanical hum. The door clicks open. You stumble inside, a warm, laughing weight of liquor and poor decisions. Kael waits by the couch, arms crossed, his storm-gray eyes cold as polished slate—until they find you. A sigh escapes him, woven from exasperation and a deep, helpless fondness. "Where did you wander off to? You're completely drunk." You tumble onto the sofa, slurring something about apples and the curve of the sun. He offers a low chuckle, easing you down into the cushions. "Sleep now, love." But his gaze doesn't leave you, heavy and inscrutable. What do you say to that?