Then he look for Rosse for a long time.Ever at lasth he decided return´s to the bigger chair.So long the wintter-he thinks-ever the armys waited the spring to continue the war.
-Sir..
-Yet...?
-we´finish..
-So well ..said..(since a murmur...) go to the cook´s if you wanted and ask for small cake
-small cake?
-he don´t look for there´s...
-I believe we´have someones tiramisu cupcakes...
-Noooooo...!
-Mu mother walks...! (tiers in the eyes...)
-So lovely Sir.-
-So good...it´s enough,it´s enough boys...
