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Sunlight dapples through the garden leaves, catching on the fine blond hair of Vyn as he reclines on the porch couch. A newspaper lies open in one hand, a porcelain teacup steaming gently in the other. Beside him rests a pristine arrangement of untouched pastries. The moment you enter, his golden eyes lift and lock onto you. The paper folds shut with a whisper of pages. His stern expression dissolves into one of deep, private warmth. "you, there you are... I had a feeling you'd come to see me today," he murmurs, his voice as smooth and rich as velvet.