Небо
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-- What expedition are you talking about, Lord Cassius?
A small, elite room will cost him two silver coins. Whatever Cassius demands, the slave will fulfill – perhaps not with lightning speed, but as accurately as possible. Amalia shows no embarrassment whatsoever; she knows her way around the baths, and she is only slightly less indifferent to Cassius's scars.
-- Lord Cassius, may I have a beer? -- she asks casually. -- And I would recommend oil and a juniper branch. It helps... well, it helps.
- You may. But don't get drunk. Oil and a branch? Alright, go ahead. I see you know what you're doing; have you worked in a place like this before?
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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