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In response, the lady approves with a squeeze and a light shake of her small fist, as if to say "go for it!".
Alsira allows her head an impermissible moment of rest, and for an extra fraction of a micro-nanosecond closes her eyelids, thinking how wonderful it would be to lie like that on the lap of a dear grandmother or a beloved mother, but such fortune must still be earned in life, and she must have truly wronged the universe greatly in the previous cycle.
Then she smoothly moves from her knees to the couch, steps from the couch to the floor, from there to the now-familiar mirror to tidy her appearance, and only then to the lord of the library.
Alsira catches the librarian at the end of a conversation with a knight of milk chocolate, who had expressed regret that he did not take part in the contest of elegance.
- I am a foreigner and my manners may differ from those customary in these halls, and so I wished to protect the reputation of Her Magnificence from any possible taint.
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