Can we. . . do something?

Not really sure, haha. . . Let's just walk around the castle for a bit. Just the two of us, oh and Baelfire of course!

Wonderful! I can't wait, Camilla. . . [ He kissed the woman quickly before she left ] I love you, Mrs. Ostia.

Camilla never came back for our date. . . 😔

|| H Hello?

Camilla, kiss me

It seems the Marquess had fallen asleep against a tree just by the outskirts of the area surrounding the castle. He looked like he was trapped deep within his slumber, an awakening certainly wouldn't be easy, the shade of the tree barely covering his face.

The smallest rustle of leaves, as a squirrel hopped between branches made the Marquess' eyes open wide. His eyes darted for a moment, the grip on his axe at his side tightening for a moment. Nothing. He cracked his neck as he stood upright, leaning his axe against the tree.

|| Kill Hector and turn him into a Serra account

Hey Florina

Camilla if you love me come back

Huh… small world.

Ah. Roy, my boy, I’m glad you could join the council today.

I did not realize it was being shown in Elibe

You know Roy, sometimes I forget you can travel between universes. Yes, allow me to get my “Barbie Fit” … That is what you kids call it, right?

Happy birthday, son

Maybe I ought take you fishin’

The group of singers and dancers from Illia, dubbed as one more than once, will be arriving in Ostia soon. The national anthem of Ostia may change

I miss my wife, tails… I miss her a lot…

Yall that’s my fucking wife.