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- My lady Alsira, your name is as beautiful as the blissful scarlet eyes, on the surface of which at this very moment I see my humble reflection. - Sincere extends his lunar palm. - Allow me to invite you to a dance, and I will gladly tell you about the state of affairs of my wonderful house.
An extreme level of narcissism, admiring your own reflection in a woman's eyes. There is something to learn from this knight.
Sky... I was eating buckwheat and nearly choked to death from your joke, it made me laugh so hard. You were one step away from losing your GM... Assassin, damn it.
By the way, I bought buckwheat here, Polish. Quite nasty stuff, greenish in color. But I stopped cooking anything myself long ago and switched to bourgeois frozen food, only adding ready-made meat, fish, and vegetables to it.
Don't you have buckwheat in bags like "stick it in, boil it, take it out" over there? By the way, where are you now?