Happy Life
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- Calm down, calm down... - Raphael patted the slave girl on the head. - There's no gruesome blood baron here, burning down orphanages and drinking the blood of virgins. Is he some kind of dragon? And besides... what could this kind-hearted man possibly have done? To my slave girl?... And behind my back?!
Raphael himself shuddered, imagining how monstrous the deeds of Rogdan could be, and how much trauma they could have inflicted on the poor girl.
- No, no, no, - he shook his head, dismissing unhelpful thoughts. - He's not that kind of person. You just have some lingering association with something bad that happened to you. Maybe he just looks like someone from your past who oppressed you? Either way, our therapy here will require some effort on your part as well. It shouldn't work in just one day; just try to get rid of all these thoughts and let the medicine do its job. Tomorrow we'll see - you'll definitely feel much better. And for now, I'll ask the baron not to interact with you unnecessarily, and you shouldn't do it either while you're undergoing treatment.
He poured her a large goblet of last night's evening wine.
- Here, this is a sleeping draught to keep all sorts of nonsense out of your head.
Raphael himself shuddered, imagining how monstrous the deeds of Rogdan could be, and how much trauma they could have inflicted on the poor girl.
- No, no, no, - he shook his head, dismissing unhelpful thoughts. - He's not that kind of person. You just have some lingering association with something bad that happened to you. Maybe he just looks like someone from your past who oppressed you? Either way, our therapy here will require some effort on your part as well. It shouldn't work in just one day; just try to get rid of all these thoughts and let the medicine do its job. Tomorrow we'll see - you'll definitely feel much better. And for now, I'll ask the baron not to interact with you unnecessarily, and you shouldn't do it either while you're undergoing treatment.
He poured her a large goblet of last night's evening wine.
- Here, this is a sleeping draught to keep all sorts of nonsense out of your head.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
