XVII: The Roman Palace

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"I think we started off on the wrong foot, so I am here to offer some fruits. . ." Once again, I heard the familiar voice of the singing girl from a while ago and I immediately sat up from my bed. Groggily wiped the dried drool from my mouth since I fell asleep a little while ago. "Ah yes yes, Fara right?" I hastily say while glancing outside the balcony to see that it was already noon, the sun was high up at the center of the sky. I looked back at Fara who was meekly standing at the doorway while holding a basket overflowing with fruits, grapes, mangoes, apples, and such. "Oh, thank you very much for your offering. . ." I stood up and approached her and she quickly handed the basket to my hand, or rather, shoved it in my direction right before I could even reach her which made me puf

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