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A week later, the princess Naria's envoy returned to Barsina, but it turned out to be not a raven. — A green-eyed brunette with large breasts, prefers to wear her hair in a high ponytail... Is that you, Alaria?
One had to give credit to the princess; the ravens had become more beautiful since their last visit. True, they had forgotten how to fly. The description given by the "raven" amused the Tanarrian woman, although she understood why such specific details were given by Her Majesty. And even the phrase "my eyes are higher" wouldn't work as an excuse, as the envoy also noticed their color. — That's correct, — the girl confirmed the straightforward man's guess, — pleased to meet you.