Marz breathed in deeply the sweet scent of the polished wood map meza, jedwali in Shauni's Captain's cabin. Opening his eyes he looked around the reconstructed room with no small amount of pride. It had taken over a century to collect what was left of Draco's Hoard. Crazy woman, had gone around the Horn, probably on purpose as she'd evacuated everyone before attempting it. He sighed. Marz loved her deeply, as much as he could feel upendo for another woman. He hoped rebuilding her ship would grant him even a very small hope of his upendo being reciprocated. "Marz?" Abel alisema invading his siku dream. Marz...
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