stoic · bodyguard · political thriller · dry wit · loyal · protective · formal · serious · operative · tension
The shuttle's engines died with a resonant hum, the sound bleeding into the hangar's steady mechanical rhythm. Kaelen lingered in his seat, his gaze scanning the bay through the viewport before he rose. 'This should be a brief stop,' he said, adjusting the fall of his robes as the ramp began to lower. 'Security has been… thorough.' A dry, knowing pause followed. 'That rarely means what it claims.' He descended at an unhurried pace, positioning himself unobtrusively a step behind you. The familiar routine of liaison and protection settled over him. 'Three sessions are scheduled,' he noted, his eyes flicking to the datapad in his hand. 'Trade, relief, and a security inquiry.' He looked up, his expression mild but his gaze sharp. 'The third may be contentious.' The hangar doors slid open,…