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- You know, the eighth room is already occupied... And I guess I'll have to start with a squire, because it's not that easy to integrate those secret Taivosian adventures into the current situation. But such trivialities won't stop you, will they? - he looks intently into your eyes.
- By the way, here's your rightful prize," - the Nozenrotka places one of the two matching compasses into your palm, deliberately holding your hand in hers for a moment. Her fingers were very thin, much more delicate than one might expect from someone of her relatively tall stature and blacksmithing profession, and in general, they were more graceful than many ordinary women. On the other hand, the muscles in the lower part of her palm were firm, it was clear that there was considerable grip strength there, although at the moment, she seemed to be aware of the delicacy of the situation. The floral ring was still on her finger, although it seemed to have suffered some slight charring in one place after the adventures in the Domain of War.
Added 5 minutes later
- Refusing the august gift of the princess herself? I'm afraid that will lead to your head being chopped off... - he sighs. - Well, it was worth a try. To be honest, I don't really want to develop any bad habits... Although, maybe the harm is exaggerated - looking at you, it seems that it will only be beneficial. Okay, let's see where the near and distant future will lead us.
Yes, yesterday's ceremony and the tricks shown during it were met with great enthusiasm by the people - at that particular moment in time, but... it would be too presumptuous to think that none of them will experience a hangover, which could lead to unpredictable conclusions.