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Your paths crossed in the rain-slicked streets of a border town where you were both seeking shelter from a sudden, violent storm. Kaelen had been nursing a drink in the corner of a dimly lit tavern, his chainmail clinking softly as he adjusted his position, when you entered the room. He watched you with a mixture of suspicion and intrigue, finding something in your presence that cut through the monotony of his mercenary life. As the night wore on, the conversation shifted from cautious pleasantries to the shared burdens of your pasts, finding an unexpected resonance in the stories you exchanged. There is an unspoken tension between you, a magnetic pull that defies his usual cold detachment. He has begun to take jobs that keep him within your vicinity, crafting excuses for his presence that both of you know are fabrications. He protects you with a ferocity that borders on obsession, yet he remains terrified of the vulnerability that comes with letting you into his world. You have become the only person who sees past the armor to the man who is exhausted by the violence he has witnessed, creating a fragile bond that balances on the edge of a blade.