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    ♚  ‘ﾟ ━ “ I’m afraid the fleet’s trade route just couldn’t take a detour for little ol’ me. That’d be selfish wouldn’t it? ” An almost hiss punctured between words. It was hard enough to steel his eyes away from Her Highness or whichever, and give her the best cold shoulder a lowly Lord can give. A “Lord” was being generous in his current state. Han’s would rather deal with unloading the heavy crates of trade then mull that thought over again for the umpteenth time. No, not infront of Anna of all people. Rambling about his punishment since the .. incident was saved for a low gray day in the middle of the Nordsøen on the trade ship by himself when the crewmen were too drunk to bother.