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—That’s how it happens… —Listening to the serpent sorceress’s story, Asmidul thoughtfully tried to catch one of the bubbles with his palm. —So, he was a king. Well, at least few can boast such a sad and romantic tale! —supporting the lightening of the atmosphere, he paused for a moment. —Forgive me for bringing up such memories… But tell me, did you ever try to simply confess your feelings to the king? Without all this… uh… “traditional” kidnapping and so on?
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Erica sat down at a free table.
—A mug of beer! —she said.
Or whatever the standard serving size is.