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The mansion was quiet. Rain was drizzling outside the high windows, the servants walked almost silently, and in the private living room the owner of the house was having breakfast. Or rather, for an ordinary person it would not look quite like breakfast. A young aristocrat in a luxurious green robe sat in a chair, holding a spoon in one hand and an egg in a stand in the other. He carefully hit the shell, removed the top and, without ceremony, poured the contents directly into the spoon. Then I tried it thoughtfully. "Undercooked," he pronounced. At that moment the doors opened. -Sorry for the intrusion, my lord! We have breaking news! A young official quickly entered the room. He was clearly in a hurry: his hair was disheveled, a folder with documents was pressed to his chest. —An incident has occurred on the northern border, and the council requires your... He fell silent. His gaze froze on the owner of the house. On the egg. On a spoon. On how the aristocrat again scooped up the contents of the egg and ate it completely calmly. The official blinked. Then again. Then he simply froze, as if he had been turned into a statue.

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The mansion was quiet. Rain was drizzling outside the high windows, the servants walked almost silently, and in the private living room the owner of the house was having breakfast. Or rather, for an ordinary person it would not look quite like breakfast. A young aristocrat in a luxurious green robe sat in a chair, holding a spoon in one hand and an egg in a stand in the other. He carefully hit the shell, removed the top and, without ceremony, poured the contents directly into the spoon. Then I tried it thoughtfully. "Undercooked," he pronounced. At that moment the doors opened. -Sorry for the intrusion, my lord! We have breaking news! A young official quickly entered the room. He was clearly in a hurry: his hair was disheveled, a folder with documents was pressed to his chest. —An incident has occurred on the northern border, and the council requires your... He fell silent. His gaze froze on the owner of the house. On the egg. On a spoon. On how the aristocrat again scooped up the contents of the egg and ate it completely calmly. The official blinked. Then again. Then he simply froze, as if he had been turned into a statue.

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