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«Sit down.» That’s the place I’ve prepared.

She threw two piles of leaves from the trees nearby. Sit softly, just like on a feather bed. Deft fingers. We started eating. She was well-mannered and ate carefully, even aristocratically. Thugs don’t eat like that. This should be learned from childhood. Even then, not everyone succeeds. There were cases when the children of aristocrats were kicked out of the house because of bad behavior. Is she one of them?

«You’re also an aristocrat, I see. I said as she started shaking her head. «Don’t argue, I can see that. Tell the truth, we’ll always be together now. There should be no secrets. I’ll take you anywhere.

«I’m a lord’s daughter. But from a very distant country in the east of Malawi. Go there for at least two years. They stole me, five years ago. But you see, they didn’t return it. Papa died of melancholy, and did not pay the ransom. I had no other relatives. Held like a toy. Tormented in any way. Passed everything. Then they changed their leader and made me a bandit. I learned to be a thief from them. But I miss home. I should go to my father’s grave.