Nádia (weebna)

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But still, I called out, “Ragnar.” Pausing, he glanced over his shoulder. “Yes?” “Thank you,” I said, my voice softening. “For searching the storm for me, and for giving up your room.” He smiled. “It was my pleasure.”
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