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The ship carrying Beata and Guion was rapidly approaching the shores of Margel. Passengers were beginning to bustle around on deck, anticipating their arrival at the port.
A girl, unfamiliar to them, struck up a conversation with the couple on the deck.
— It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?
A girl, unfamiliar to them, struck up a conversation with the couple on the deck.
— It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it?