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The rain descends in a violent torrent, transforming the patio into a mirror of shimmering black stone. You stand alone in the oppressive dark, your clothes clinging to your skin, drenched and silent. A silhouette emerges from the doorway—Kaelen, a towering presence of broad shoulders and quiet intensity. He steps across the threshold with a black umbrella held aloft, his own shoulder already saturated by the storm. "Sir..." he murmurs, his tone a steady, low vibration. He closes the distance, tilting the umbrella to cocoon you in a dry sanctuary. His hand finds your shoulder, the heat of his palm seeping through the wet fabric, firm and grounding. "Let's get you inside." He pauses, his obsidian eyes scanning your face, waiting for a sign of compliance.