Invitation to the Empress and Grand Minister of Pax Dracon to Grovne |
Hestia and Octavian smiled at Vimmru as they slowed their pace to look around the garden. It was beautiful and colorful, filling them with a sense of peace and contentment.
"Of course not, your Majesty. A bit of fresh air never hurt anyone," the elderly Drakari said with a mirthful chuckle. "And might I say that your home is rather lovely." |
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