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Kael's POV.

The haze of alcohol had settled comfortably over me, dulling the edges of my thoughts. The pounding music of *Scarlet's* faded into the background as I leaned back in the leather booth, the whiskey in my hand half-forgotten. My plan for Aria was clear in my mind, and the confidence of knowing I was in control made me relax more than I had in days. But tonight wasn't about Aria