Raphael
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The Adaman princess took my arm as we walked into the courtyard. There wasn't much time left before dinner and I had to keep her busy.
She talked incessantly about everything that was spinning in her head, shared her admiration for me, the castle, which, according to her, had changed since her last visit, also grumbled at the sluggishness of the servants, but again returned to the sublime. Apparently, so that I wouldn't consider her a grumpy sweetheart.
But I did not consider her as such and generally listened to her in half a word, since my thoughts are occupied with a completely different girl. So timid and fragile, who almost fell in my office and then stood, erotically biting her plump lips.
