Geiren

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His faithful guardian Beyrok considered him for a moment, then shrugged in a falsely casual voice. - That should have been the reason, shouldn't it, Prince Myzon? But your passion for water has never changed. I'm glad of that. The young master turned to his companion with a wry smile, then he felt the gaze of the young woman and turned to her, surprised. But his expression changed and became meditative, then he put a finger on his mouth in order to incite the young kolodian to silence, a silence that the latter did not understand and yet accepted, so much their short visual exchange was intimate and... fragile. Who would have believed it? She had already guessed it, but not at this point the existence of so much sentimentality, of memories, and so much weakness in this being who seemed t

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