The Russo held onto the woman's hand, listening intently as the stranger spoke of war. He had heard whispers of it, but since he was rarely on the other side of the kingdom, those words were nothing to him. To Anatoliy, it was just the sea's whispers that he listened to. "As far as I am knowing, zhere has not been anyzhing here. Yet, I suppose." He hoped the war would stay out of the kingdom, for it was a terrible thing to have happen anywhere. He did not want it to come here. Anann would get right in the thick of it, he knew she would. She was a fighter, and he was not, but he knew that she was always going to want to protect. That was her nature. Anatoliy only wanted peace and quiet, for it had taken him a journey halfway across the world just to get it. "Vhat are you going to do about zhem?"
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