Whenever Granoc came to Merion, he found his way to Kimral's tavern. Beer and wine were tasty and not too expensive. He didn't have to pay attention to the costs, however, because when he entered the tavern he was still rich. As always, he sat down against the wall so that he could keep an eye on the other guests and the doors. He also had an excellent view of the scantily clad dancing girls who bent and twisted aesthetically in the middle of the room after flute music. But compared to Yasiwi, they looked awkward and wooden. Kimral, the innkeeper, approached him obsequiously from the side, a short, rather fat man, but dressed expensively, with a silk shirt, brocade-embroidered trousers and a wide belt. As always, his long hair was carefully parted in the middle."Where's Yasiwi?" Granoc wanted to know.“Unfortunately she left us. Too bad! She was my best dancer. ”“ And not only that, ”Granoc added."If you maybe one of the other g
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