‘I underestimated you,’ the Leszy remarks, ‘when I met you on Kupała night. I expected you to be a harmless thing, staying away and doing as you were told. Imagine my surprise when you led my manor and my house-spirit into what I can only call a mutiny.’ ‘I didn’t mean to –’ Liska starts, but he shakes his head. ‘I’m complimenting you. I chose the field of battle, and you disarmed me nonetheless. You do that frequently, I find. It’s actually quite annoying.’
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