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Eli's gaze landed on her and his eyes widened and he stood up from the chair suddenly. "Yuldette prentido?"
"Fine," she said, stacking another Cheerio.
He moved away from the table, looking down at her. "None of that."
"I'm surprised this was made in a year," he replied quietly as they entered a larger hut. "We'll see." Anya entered the hut first, and she would...
She smirked but said nothing. "I can handle it."
He sighed before picking her up.
The fortress was heavily populated. Intricate gears and mechanisms were in the gate, and the houses were built sturdily. As they walked, a group...
"I mean, I could make a guess."
"No. No winking either."
The woman approached the gate where two guards looked at her skeptically. "Anya, dviste?" "Eli edgan lemt." They squinted before parting the gate.
"Not one more word, Rohesia."
"Why not?"
They moved for quite some time. In the distance, there appeared to be some sort of fortress, with large logs forming a fence.
"No, it's not."
She frowned before putting a cheerio on Sariel's lips.
She frowned, lowering her bow slightly. "Undele ce impierla August et Eli?" "Adette weldune espeta ego." She frowned for a moment before...
"Wait, no."
"It's fine."
Mo squinted at the woman before chattering back. "Vecté, undreli. Svectili duri Aspen et Mo et Dali. Ça duelmde August et Eli?"
"A good, great, goof."
