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A heightened sense of smell alerted him to the presence of a guest before he turned the corner of the corridor. Yarsi slightly slowed down his pace, and then drove the expression of alertness from his face and, raising his head high, went towards Velislav, Daitra's heir, who was waiting for him at the door.

He silently looked at the approaching prince. Yarsi just as silently stopped in front of the Daitroite blocking the passage.

"Hello, Yarsi," he smiled wryly. - Long time no see. You've lost your temper, prince.

- Well, yes, I became taller than you, - Yarsi slapped Velislav on the shoulder. - How long have you been standing here? I decided to take a walk before bed.

- Didn't know that werewolves sleep.

- And I'm not an ordinary werewolf, - the king of Reeta smiled with all his fangs. “Sometimes I sleep, sometimes I don’t. If you're not afraid, then come in, I'm glad to see you.

The visitor snorted and stepped aside.

Yarsi was the first to step into his own chambers, he hear
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