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Then he could feel a slight tug on his cloak. "Sir, may I have a little tea?" She asked softly. Ciri had come, not by choice but by duty. Apparently the advisers wanted the Prince to learn what "entertainment" was. Ciri was requested to come but the advisers said they had no room for her so she wandered till she could find a place. She heard the man ask if anyone wanted tea and she, being a child, assumed he meant that literally. She looked up at him with her mossy green eyes and for once, there was actually bliss and innocence, something only a child had anymore.
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