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-- First of all, Her Majesty decided to dismiss Riya... I mean, Alaria. Doran. I'm ashamed that I became an unwitting catalyst for this decision, as we attended an audience together during the day, and I... missed something. -- a pause for reflection. -- She was a valuable ally to us, and finding a replacement will be difficult, no, actually impossible, but I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about it now. In the future, except, I suppose, for Count Chegver, all contact with the Suzerain will go through me. We won't abandon initiatives, but I will filter them.
Another pause, filled with the shame of the situation, that the Carnelians didn't even say goodbye to their battle companion.
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"We have some cognac left over from Aiko's wake. We should get drunk..."
"I definitely don't want to know what happened there. Judging by Beata's eyes, she wants to get drunk. I fully support that."
-- The security of our pockets and headquarters is the second important topic for all of us. Today, a thief deprived me of a useful artifact, and it was a gift from Lady Naera, and then (or perhaps before that) he broke into the safe. I believe that the events are connected, and that at least the perpetrators acted together, as there is a certain audacity combined with professionalism. Amamius Okikot is still on the trail, but regardless of the outcome of this story, we need to think about security measures. I think the easiest thing to do is to hire servants for permanent security at headquarters. We can also design special protection -- although I would save that for our future fortress, but I have an idea for a safe that cannot be opened without triggering a special trap, and the thief's skills and equipment will hardly matter.
- Or maybe we should hint to Her Majesty and resolve the issue officially? After all, we are now a pompous knightly order under her protection, and it's ridiculous if any idiot can rob us. It's not right. I think that since we work for her, she should take care of us, - Beata put her hand on Guion's shoulder and gently pulled him closer, emphasizing her position towards her subordinates.
- ...maybe she might be a little out of sorts in the near future... - Guion whispered in her ear.
- Well, I'm not saying we should run away right now. But we need to resolve the issue at an official level! - Beata raised her finger. - We need to... But the idea of hiring guards is a good one. However, even suitable traits don't guarantee that we won't be betrayed. And a safe that only you can access... What if something happens? How will we get everything out of the safe?
- Guion, do you have any better ideas?
- No...
-- Therefore, questions. Gui, can we include your infiltration ability on a permanent basis to analyze everything around us?
- Well... I guess we can...
- Guion, you already have a constant headache. It might get worse.
- It can't get any worse...
Guion is considering whether it's possible.
-- Another question about the interior. We have a lot of Baldurian things here, right? Should we hang a picture of Air? -- he takes it out of his inventory. -- We can save it for the new fortress, where, hopefully, there will be more space.
- Yes, let's save it for the new fortress...
А, вот почему.
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