Cass and Maya Galleas

"The beginning was in the beginning," said a cheerful voice from the tent with different everyday goods. Then careful hands took out something smooth and long, and laid it on the table before the interlocutor. "Or has my Monarch already forgotten?" asked the voice ironically. "No, I've not forgotten or, more accurately, how can I even forget you?" said Aeron III and looked inside the tent. He's following the interlocutor. It was stuffy and damp in the tent of dark red velvet but very clean although it was a workshop in the fact. It was in a well-known workshop for the whole world, or rather to its master, King Aeron III came from the very early morning. He wanted to discuss very complex and exciting questions with his old friend. "The patient, what are you complaining about?" asked playfully the owner of the tent. He quickly began to clear the table before him. "Drop these jokes, you are not a doctor, you are a