☀️ Arselia and Akonia

- It's the same place as the coronation, - the artist scratched his head, - at the air dock. It's been there since yesterday.

- So, they'll just stand there until they're all sold out? What if it rains? And they'll fade in the sun... And if some of them don't get bought, where will they go then?

- ... You're a bit late, the year is almost over. Come back in the spring, then we'll have something to offer each other.

- So that's how it is... We need to survive until spring. But we'll try! Yes, Guyosh?
- Survive and not get injured! 😤 😅
- That's the spirit, that's what I'm talking about, - Beata slapped her slave on the shoulder.

I don't have any secrets. Do you?

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- We don't either!
- Uh-huh. We went to Molva yesterday, damn it 😅 Now anyone can find out everything about us
- So, what happened to you this summer?! I have a guess, of course... - Beata narrowed her eyes slyly.
- Beata, - Guyon shook his head disapprovingly.
- Okay, okay, if there are really some things that are better not to talk about, then so be it, - Beata blushed.