Небо
Damn, you're rich — even I can't afford vegetables and fruit regularly, let alone cheese. You could support anyone you want over there.
It's not that I'm rich, it's that Slavic bastardry is poor. I certainly can't support anyone. Either way, I'll have to take benefits for our five children with the alt and housing from the local authorities. Aren't you supposed to be a millionaire, or what?
Seizing the moment, the priestess fixes her hair.
- Thank you, my lord.
Axel takes out a clean handkerchief and wraps the mirror in it. He then places the item on the table before the queen (we are sitting at the table, right?). He himself approaches Mariarnelia and, leaning to her ear, whispers: "Your Majesty, as your knight, I advise you to give the item to people versed in magical items for examination."
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт