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         ▒ ℬ ▒  "Farm boy,“ the blonde spoke in slight reproach
                     as she wandered up to him, eyes sparkling with
                     an  amusement  that was  best  described in its
                     hiding as diminutive,  as it  should  have been a
                     secret how fond of giving orders she was to the
                     man. "Where is that water I had you fetch? I’m
                     quite parched. If you’ve yet to get it, do it now.”