The witch awaits him in the same corridor where they were previously met by the seneschal – not an important enough person to warrant finding her a room. The guard assigned to her sighs with relief upon seeing Voldemar.
-- Well, sir, what are we celebrating? Did they reward you with a castle, or perhaps arrange a marriage with some countess? -- the witch asks with a smirk.
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Cassius pondered, and his slave, it seems, has already figured something out.
-- Master, may I express my opinion?
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт