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Felix and Ira, in the best of spirits, continued their journey along the wide, well-worn road towards Marbelina. They often dismounted and walked, leading the Hawk in order to stretch their tired muscles. Despite the fact that Ira did not remember anything about her past life, Felix suspected that she was a person of noble birth. The knight saw this in her graceful manner of moving, her high knowledge of the language (although sometimes she swore so that the young man blushed to the tips of his ears) and excellent horsemanship. The girl sat on a huge stallion like a cast, caring for him with skill and great pleasure.

The well-educated knight could not always fully support the topics chosen by Ira, which the girl considered ordinary and simple. The brunette continually pulled out some kind of knowledge from the depths of her memory - most often spontaneous and varied - without understanding exactly where it came from. Thus, Felix learned that the branches on the southern part of the tr