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Passing through dark corridors, they came to an ordinary, unremarkable door. Stopping beside her, Guillaume took several deep breaths and took out from his bosom the key that hung around his neck on a rope. After two turns, the door opened and the relatives entered an ordinary room, which gave the impression of being neglected and uninhabited. Going to a massive closet, Guillaume flung open the doors. There was nothing in the closet, except for a side shelf on the right side and a massive iron door in its rear wall. Fumbling on the shelf, Guillaume found a bunch of keys and one by one began to unlock the locks on the door. Bertrand chuckled but said nothing.

When the last lock was unlocked, Guillaume, leaning on the door with his shoulder, opened it with a creak.

I don't offer you the world. Vikt o ru doesn’t need him, neither do I,” he said without turning around. Without waiting for Bertrand's answer, he pushed his way through the gap.

Hospitable host, - Bertrand muttere
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