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"Mona" A deep male voice

I cast my eyes toward the direction of the voice to see a warlock with long blond hair standing at the bank, ar at his face

It was strangely familiar, but somehow I couldn’t quite put a na his light cotton shirt and sliding into the water withat him

"Coen" He held out a hand

"Coen Brymer

My faether" "Oh," I said, stunned

"Coen? You… look different" The Coen I remembered had been a wiry, shy boy with short-cropped hair and a pale co like this tan, well-built nized hiuess we’ve both grown up since we last saw each other…" I shook his hand

"It’s beautiful here, isn’t it?" I nodded, backing away fro," he said, wetting his hair and flicking it back

"That’s okay" "I’ve been curious to see you ever since Brisalia h I see you’ve been keeping to yourself" I heaved a sigh

"It’s been so long since I was last here… and so roundwelcoo" Coen clearly wasn’t one to skirt around subjects

I gave him a small smile

"Yes, that too" "If you wanted a little help in reintroducing yourself to people here, I’d be happy to assist" "Thanks" "It roup of us-- to celebrate oes down

There’ll be …" He swa his shirt and buttoning it up

Straightening, he looked down at

I still live in the same place… opposite your parents’ old ho hard

"Thank you, Coen

I’ll think about it" "You never know, it s" He flashed