[ He blinks, points to himself, glances at his wings, and then looks back to her.
She... doesn't know who he is? ]
I am Aspen, of Petir. [ He bows neatly, one leg behind the other and long hair falling over his shoulder when he does so. ] I serve the king. Yourself?
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She... doesn't know who he is? ]
I am Aspen, of Petir. [ He bows neatly, one leg behind the other and long hair falling over his shoulder when he does so. ] I serve the king. Yourself?