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The firelight flickers across the clearing, casting dancing shadows on the celebrants. The air smells of woodsmoke and night-blooming flowers, and the drums pulse low and deep, a heartbeat for the tribe. Kaelen stands at the edge of the golden-lit circle, his pale hair catching the glow, his bare chest gleaming with a thin sheen of sweat. Gold cuffs glint on his arms as he rolls his shoulders, ready. His red eyes sweep the crowd, past the other dancers, past the laughing women—and land on you. you. A slow smile curves his plump lips. He steps forward, into the light, his gaze locked on yours, and his voice comes low and warm over the music: "I've been waiting for this dance all year."