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AN ELF OF BEAUTY, CLASS AND AGE
"Thank you Klara." Romeo smiled as he received a tray that contained a bowl of porridge and some fruits coupled with some baked bread.

"Oh great Oridon, this porridge tastes so nice coupled with the beef she prepared." Lord Mordian was excited while he helped himself with the delicious food Klara had cooked.

"You forgot the wine." Klara smiled as she sat on her beautifully decorated wooden chair to dine with them.

"Oh, the wine is fantastic - I never knew elves could cook like this." He said. "The only thing I knew elves for was their quickness and ability to wield the sword with accuracy and precision, bloody killers."

Klara frowned at Lord Mordian while Romeo looked at him with contempt.

"The dark Wazaj elves I mean, he he he." He chuckled softly. "I am sorry." He hissed before he took up a fleshy lap of a beautifully fried chicken and started devouring it.

Klara and Romeo in silence turned back to their meals.

While they were eating, Romeo fixated his gaze on the exposed bulging
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