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“I apologize – it’s just a habit,” Shanaz replied briefly to Gulveig’s request, omitting the fact that she, too, had blue blood flowing in her veins. Or even divine blood, according to some residents of Heckelia. “I may be wrong, but isn’t one of your Valkyries currently fighting on the side of Serberia? Perhaps, by her example, you could change the minds of your fellow countrymen on this matter. It would be more difficult for the priestess, but people with your skills are in demand in war, and whether they pray to their queen or to Arteria is secondary – a soldier is a soldier. However, your choice is your choice. If you are a supporter of the orthodox branch and nothing holds you back in your homeland, then it is not surprising that you preferred wandering to participating in the war,” the Heckelian smiled faintly, remembering why she herself had left her homeland. “However, I digress. You were asking about favorite songs? Perhaps it would be ‘Ballad of the Setting Sun.’ Not the most memorable title, I know. I don’t think I need to explain what it’s about, do I? There’s something soothing about it, even if it sometimes has a touch of melancholy. Well, what was I saying? You probably haven’t even heard it, and my vocal abilities are clearly not enough for a proper performance. Unless you keep it in mind for the future, if you ever decide to visit Heckelia. However, I wouldn’t recommend it to someone like you.”
Небо
Arandor
