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Kael looked at the window. The rain had stopped. The mist was clearing, revealing the first grey hints of dawn over the sprawling city.

Kael didn't flinch. He stepped into the room, his movements fluid and non-threatening. eroman master on call

"I am not afraid of your pain," Kael said. He reached out, not touching her, but offering his hand. "I am a Master of the Eroman. I have carried the sorrow of kings and the rage of tyrants. Let me carry yours. Just for a moment." Kael looked at the window