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—Oh, Saneksa! Your worried voice would bring me back even from the depths of the deepest abyss. —the Kridean embraces the woman tightly with his free hand. —You know, Her Majesty is not the kind of person who is capable of... of anything worth thinking about. ...As for me? It's hard to say yet, too much adrenaline is coursing through my body. It's like I was reborn, only now I'm aware of everything, I guess? ...Ahem, by the way, let me introduce you, this is Anpan. —he presented the pensive young man. —Like me, he belongs to the glorious mountains of Kridea, and I will certainly be glad for his support in their restoration.
Saneksa Rimm leans against Klin and, for the first time in a long time, feels his warmth instead of the chilling cold, which makes her eyes moisten with genuine joy.
—Oh, I'm sorry, —wiping her eyes, the woman meets the gaze of the young man, —your name is Anpan, right? Nice to meet you. Klin told me a lot of good things about your homeland. Please accept my condolences.
—Thank you... Likewise. Klin, is this your wife?
"Strange. Is she pregnant? But if Klin was undead, how is that possible? Something is not right here. Or did they conceive a child first, and then he turned into undead? I don't understand. But she seems like a nice woman, and their relationship seems genuine. Well, it's probably not my business. But maybe I should still tell him about it? ...No, no, he's obviously not a fool or blind, and he has more life experience than I do, it would be strange if someone like me gave advice to such an important person, and he will figure it out without me."
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Erephir's unexpected speech had the opposite effect of what she intended — instead of drawing attention to the other members of Carneol, the townspeople's eyes lit up with even greater curiosity, but all of it was directed at her.
—Oh-oh-oh! She is also modest and graceful!
—She cares that her comrades are not left out!
—She is worthy of Princess Aiyano!
—Her Majesty knows how to choose people!
—She is surrounded only by the most worthy!
—Erephir Lin'el Darvening, I love you! Please, marry me... —the voice is drowned out by a legion of others.
—Erephir, with you, neither Margelu nor Welfern will be afraid of any enemy!
—Listen to her! She is not only modest but also pious!
—Guys, someone here is talking about a cir... Ra... Ving... —another voice disappears in the chaos of the crowd.
—Erephir, allow me to offer you to become the face of our company!
—No! Come to me, we will publish your memoirs!
—And still, do you have a husband or at least a boyfriend?
—Yes, yes! Tell me, do we have any chance at all, or should we give up right now?
—Erephir!
—Erephir!
—Erephir!