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... s handed over to her.
The season was warm, I took a bite of the cake, slowly chewed it, and said vaguely: "Ink, you haven't found it. Since you walked into the banquet hall, your personal eyes have been stuck on you. Haven't you left since the beginning?"
Ink said that the goblet handed over by the waiter did not look in any other direction. He only stood in the single sofa. Whether it was someone who had just spoken, or now, he never left her more than three meters away.
"I ...
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