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Camilla
Riconus took another sip of wine as he continued his distant look into the sea. Camilla certainly sounded as though she was aware of the situation, but again, a discreet messege could be captured in between her words. Riconus made no hesitation to move upon the feelings he noticed in her.
"So what about you?" said the Syl, blatently. "You are a Portshire native, who is not only successful in business, but also has a skillset in warfare. I would see no person better suited to the role as Prefect and Commander in my city than the lady standing in front of me.
What say you, m'lady? Would you accept such rank and title in the name of your city, people and Empire?"
Kella response will be made following this post.
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