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— And I am very glad too. I love guests from the north, although it's not very Arcelian. They amuse me, they excite my blood, so to speak. When I'm in their company, I always have to be on my guard, catch every glance, listen to the meaning of every word, guess intentions... Pretend to be deceived... Heh, that's what I call life.
Although it was impossible to tell from her face, Alaria had a strong feeling that the guide was just teasing her. As if he was taking the typical fears of suspicious northerners and turning them upside down. Or maybe he was telling the truth. In any case, he was a strange type. But she liked him more. Perhaps the swordswoman could have joked about his words, saying that it was not new for her to "excite male blood," but then she decided that such humor could be interpreted as flirting. And the situation didn't quite suit it, it was out of context. — I suppose, it was this love that influenced your choice of profession?