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Claudia nodded, expressing solidarity, and then went back to the kitchen. —Oh, so you're from Marion? — The lively conversation of those gathered continued, and it didn't seem like it would quiet down anytime soon. Almandina, although not forgetting her manners, still enjoyed eating one treat after another that Claudia had prepared. —You seem to be the third guest from there in recent times. Hmm, Ilva, have you had the chance to meet Ivein or Sir Theodahad?
—Sir Theodahad? No, I haven't had the opportunity. —Ilva shook her head. —But I met Ivein, if I'm not mistaken, he was painting a picture as a gift for the baron's wife. Or rather, not painting, but, um... In general, he was using some kind of device to make instant portraits or something like that. Almandina can probably explain it better. —she added, embarrassed.