— Do you have a name? — The Viscountess acknowledged Alessia with a slight nod, which was meant to be a greeting. — To which clan do you belong?
A strange feeling. Alessia had dropped the aristocratic prefix from her name many years ago, and in Baldur, it wasn't customary to address people by their last names. It was like taking out some old, but beloved item from the closet and sitting in confusion, trying to figure out if it still suits you and if you still need it. Probably, it does.
If you move too much during the day, I'll sign up for a beauty contest. There was something wrong with the fish at the magic shop; maybe it's not my quest after all.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers