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DON'S POV

"So, Don, any plans for our last night in the village?" Accalia's voice interrupted my thoughts, her tone light and teasing, I realized that Kito was no longer by my side.

I shrugged nonchalantly, trying to maintain my composure. "Not really. Just thought we'd enjoy the evening and maybe have a quiet dinner."

Accalia raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Quiet dinner, huh? You do realize this is our last chance to let loose before heading back to the city, right?"

I fought the urge to roll my eyes at her suggestion. "I'm not really in the mood for festivities," I replied stiffly, hoping she wouldn't push the matter further.

But of course, Accalia wasn't one to back down so easily. "Oh, come on, Don! You can't tell me you're not going to miss this place just a little bit," she said, nudging me playfully.

I sighed inwardly, knowing she was right. Despite my best efforts to remain detached, there was a part of me that would miss the simplicity of village life—the
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