The White Duke. Khistie Akrozie Alicia

of course.

      Camellia soon came out again, and they went to Feo. It was easy to get acquainted here, the main thing is not to be timid.

      He led her into the house and seated her at the table.

      – Do you need anything?

      – Do you guys drink anything other than beer?

      – Of course we drink!

      “But less often,” – he added of himself.

      Feo put a mug on the table and poured tea.

      – Thank you, -said Camellia. – And why didn’t you pour it for yourself?

      – I don’t want to yet.

      Feo sat across from her and looked at her.

      – And you’re beautiful.

      – Thank you, – Feo smiled. – You too.

      Camellia was embarrassed, put the mug aside and inspected his house.

      – A beautiful house. Are you a landowner? You have a rich house.

      – It was. My grandfather and I built it for my grandfather in case I returned. You know them – it’s Merron, Sebastian and Penn.

      – Yes, I know them. But… You are so well preserved, as if time has stopped for you.

      – Hasn’t 10 years passed?

      – 20. You’re 35 … I remember the guys saying that you divorced 20 years ago, and now.. here… I’m sorry…

      – Nothing. Time has stopped for me, and it’s only now. But don’t worry. I’m still the same young guy I used to be.

      – So, you can be considered your peer?

      – Are you 15?

      – 20.

      – I would be pleased.

      Camellia got up and moved the chair closer to Feo. He watched her intently.

      – I read the Blue Book. Did you really go through everything?

      – Yeah.

      – Your grandfather’s story against your story is just a fairy tale! Did Sebastian tell the truth that almost the entire book was written by you and Mr. Bill, the senior?

      – And it’s true.

      – Poor thing…

      Camellia ran her long fingers over his curls, and he stared at her. But as soon as he wanted to kiss her, Bernard entered the house with a basket full of strawberries.

      – Oh, it looks like I came at a bad time. – Grandpa was embarrassed and turned away.

      – It’s all right, come in.

      Bernard placed the basket at the door and approached them.

      – Hello, I’m Feodor’s grandfather, Bernard Bill..

      – Are you Bernard Bill? It is a great honor for me to be acquainted with you and your grandson. I’m Camellia.

      – Then I’ll leave you to get acquainted with Feo.

      Both of them looked at each other: Feodor’s eyes expressed gratitude:

      – Thank you.

      – Feo, I’m deaf, but I’m fine with hearing.

      Bill senior took the basket and went to another room.

      Camellia quickly kissed him on the cheek and stood up.

      – Well, see you!

      – Wait, – he stopped her, – I’ll take you. When he returned home, he sang:

      The blue ribbon of the river cuts the banks —

      I will never forget this nature.

      I see a crystal reflection in the river