- 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, what will happen to them then?
- That's how it is... We need to survive until spring. But we'll try! Yes, Guillon?
- Survive and not get injured! 😤 😅
- That's the spirit, that's what I'm talking about, - Beata patted her slave on the shoulder.
😳😳
- We don't have it either!
- Yeah. 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, - Guillon shook his head disapprovingly.
- Okay, okay, if there are really some things that are better not to talk about, fine, - Beata blushed.
Suddenly, a fourth person bursts into the room.
- Eogan, look! I finally did it!

- 🤦♂️...

