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“Well, this is our home with Renold, my brother,” Ilva explained modestly. “We’ve been in Baldur almost since childhood, but we moved into our own place not so long ago. Of course, it’s missing some furniture, but luckily, a store just opened recently… Please, come inside,” she invited the captain politely. “Renold is passionate about fencing and trains under our baron, and you may have learned about my modest interests in the café and here,” she gestures towards the art supplies and a recent painting of Thrakia. “Would you like some coffee?”