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Harold goes to bed and, plot twist, falls asleep.
Meanwhile, in the park:
– What a treacherous ill-wisher, instead of relaxing at the festival, I'm catching guards in the park and asking them uncomfortable questions, – the stranger smirked, – I heard that this long-eared liar has already poisoned even the capital guard with his Will. The audacity of the Caitian is truly boundless.