Miguel beamed; he'd made her laugh, and that was always a good sign.
"Yes," he answered, "England is part of the Old World, like the kingdoms of Normandy, and Spain, and others. And across the ocean, on the far edges of the map, is the New World. Most people think it's only full of savages, but... it's not true. There are people there who have the most amazing cultures," he smiled wistfully. He seemed to take on almost a storyteller's tone when he described these places, like he was trying to paint them for her.
"I've never heard of Pheliosta," he admitted. "But it sounds kind of like Greek." Not that he knew any Greek, that was something only scholars could read. But it didn't sound like Latin, that was for sure, and he knew a tiny bit of that from hanging around the cathedrals.
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"Yes," he answered, "England is part of the Old World, like the kingdoms of Normandy, and Spain, and others. And across the ocean, on the far edges of the map, is the New World. Most people think it's only full of savages, but... it's not true. There are people there who have the most amazing cultures," he smiled wistfully. He seemed to take on almost a storyteller's tone when he described these places, like he was trying to paint them for her.
"I've never heard of Pheliosta," he admitted. "But it sounds kind of like Greek." Not that he knew any Greek, that was something only scholars could read. But it didn't sound like Latin, that was for sure, and he knew a tiny bit of that from hanging around the cathedrals.