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“Alika, as I understand it, this is exactly that girl,” the young man standing behind his friend softly remarked.

The petite beauty nodded hesitantly.

“Well, then I’ll return to the hall, since our guest... is not alone,” Alika picked up the hem of her sea-green muslin dress and went home. Ira looked after her in surprise, amazed at the coldness in the girl’s voice.

The brunette coughed, attracting the guest's attention.

“It’s strange, but Tristan didn’t tell me anything about the convert,” Ira felt a little uneasy under the gaze of his dark eyes.

The instant change in the young man’s behavior did not go unnoticed. This brunette was clearly not as simple-minded as he seemed at first glance.

But then a bright, gentle smile appeared on the face of the dark-eyed young man. Ira didn’t even notice how the corners of her lips twitched in response, and her tense shoulders relaxed.

- What is your name, beautiful stranger? - the brunette asked. “My name is William, I am the first assistant and
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