"Oh thank you. You are very kind."
"Of course I'm beautiful. Give me more compliments other than these…"
"The business? The business from that? Well, it is going well… I supposed?"
"Look at those massive… glasses. They are so well made."
As the murmur of each guest filled the room, resembling a gentle hum, my attention narrowed to Valeria amidst the sea of attendees, attempting to recall if our paths had crossed before.
The event I was trying to think of was the time when we got ambushed by Dune's men and their lackeys.
The memory of that encounter, when we were ambushed by Dune and his, flooded my thoughts as I recollect my thoughts on that time, searching for any sign of Valeria.
'No...'
As far as my recollection served, Valeria was not present during that ordeal. It dawned on me that Loid, then just a private, likely remained oblivious to Dune's nefarious activities at the time.
