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Airships: Reacquainted

“Minister,” Hawkeye gave a small salute and a handshake, “I am-”

“My brother!” A deep voice cut through the throngs in perfect Martese. Elletra spotted a handsome man bearing an astonishing resemblance to Hawkeye. This man had a completely different aura though as he made his way to them. Elletra had to stop herself from cringing as he neared.

Elletra noticed Hawkeye’s gaze at the man with an intensity she knew would not end well.

“Ilse-Lorenz, my dear brother…” The man continued fluently in Martese which Elletra was struggling to understand. She had never learned the language except from phrases on the streets and what she had picked up from her mother when she had still been around.

She noticed his warm smile and his perfectly combed hair that seemed to complement his impeccable tuxedo. Then it dawned on her that he had been one of the brothers that she had met while engaged to Hawkeye. His name was Dieter aul Janse-Lomberg. She had hated him then, and the feeling hadn’t gone away.

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