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He needs a tavern, some wine, and a fair maiden.
Perhaps. โ He glances back towards his aunt. โ One cannot escape his duties for long, I'm afraid.
โ โ โ โ are you leaving . . . ? โ โ
i must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide. is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied ใ
Podrรญas colgar algo en la puerta para advertir aunque fuera. โ Pout. Que vale que รฉl ha entrado sin llamar (como siempre), pero es que no esperaba verle asรญ. โ
Estoy en mis aposentos, Luke, puedo estar cรณmodo si quiero. ยฟTanto te perturba?
Tรบ has salido mรกs a mamรก, yo he salido mรกs a papรก. โ De hombros se encoge. โ
Vale que solo nos llevamos un aรฑo, pero es que ya me sacas una cabeza... y anchura.
Ya, eso cuรฉntaselo a mamรก cuando te vea en paรฑos menores.
Eh... Hace calor hoy. Y no es que no lleve nada de nada.
He gave his answer some thought. โ The sea swallowed me whole and, after a time, spat me back onto the shore, one could say. โ A faint grin played at the corners of his mouth. โ I take it you've missed me, Uncle.
โ โ indeed, morrow. were where you, ๐ฉ๐? โ โ
โ Sir. โ He gave a slight nod. โ Forgive me, but your name escapes me.
๏พ ๏พ ๏พ ๏พ โธ "good morrow."