Molpe:
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"Yes, it is as I thought flom the context," Wei-Han replies quietly, "Your ranguage is rearry quite beautifur--it sounds so innocent and blithe, just rike you; I think I could just sit and risten to it arr day."
"Really?" Celimene asks, smiling widely and blushing at the compliment as she leads the pair along the hallway, "Thanks for the compliment. Mistress Zarina has been ever so kind to me, especially in my times of need, so if you are her half-sister, then I would be honoured to have you as a friend, an Ami."
*With that pronouncement she leans forward, the soft scent of roses--oh so different than the noxious odors in the Labourer's Ward--wafting up to tickle Molpe's nose as the brown-haired girl gives Molpe a quick kiss on the right cheek and then another on the left cheek, her sleek curves brushing up against Molpe's own as she does, and then she leans back, smiling.*
"That is how we greet new friends in my land," Celimene says in explanation, reaching the end of the hallway and leading the two into a large room, filled with what seems to be a large indoor lake, complete with a beautiful cascading waterfall and plenty of smiling, chatting, laughing people, both men and women, but all wearing two-piece (for women) and one-piece (for men) bathing suits that are a bit too much clothing for Molpe's taste when it comes to soaking in water. All around the room, there are many doors, which seem to lead into private baths.*
"Come, Ami, the Waterfall Chambre is in the door at the far end of this room," Celimene tells Molpe matter-of-factly.
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