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– Robin, we still have a few minutes before I leave here.

– Where to, my baby? – the king chuckled.

She ignored the question.

– I wanted to tell you a little bit about myself.

– All-attention…

– Once upon a time, I loved a young man. I love him now, too.

This was the last thing the young man expected to hear from her.

– Is that so? – he got angry. – And who is he?

– He's dead, – Anna said, sounding as if she were a thousand miles away. – He's gone, and the fire in me is still burning. Why won't he burn me? Why?

Raven stared at her in silence, and she returned his gaze even more intently.

– Your real feelings, Robin, are just a destructive short-term passion.

– And yours? – The young man asked hoarsely.

– I can show them to you, but know that they are meant for him, not for you.

Robin looked down for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Anna beside him and felt her touch on his arm, which might have been simple and meaningless, but suddenly a shiver went through his skin. He looked into her eyes and lost touch with reality.