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| − | The Prince awoke from his long nap in the couched area of the King's palace. He had been waiting a while and requested his old habit from a servant. After finishing the bottle he went to sleep. When he awoke, he noticed an extra guard or two watching over him. They seemed a little more alert than earlier. One did not take his eyes off him, and the other was standing near the entrance. Bowie shrugged and signaled for more wine.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Kisharianda Onyxien'''
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| − | "You may wait outside" she looked back at the guard "And I do not think this will be necessary" she grabbed the bottle of wine from the maid
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| − | She gripped Selena's hand and took a few steps forward to make sure Bowie could see all of her. Little pig tails adorn her precious round face, her green eyes looked curiously at the man before her as she put her fingers in her mouth and hid behind her mothers long white dress for security. She watched and studied him like a shy child would and she tried to remain unseen by the stranger in front of her.
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| − | "Selena" she knelt down and faced her daughter smiling "Will you go see daddy and ask him to play with you" she took her chin in her hands to see eye level with her
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| − | "Yes mommy, I play wif daddy" she hopped a couple times in excitement gripping the sides of her knee high blue velvet dress, she turned to Bowie excitedly off guard "I play wif my daddy" she smiled and came to a quick stop as she looked at Bowie frown from her comment. His eyes pierce at her words and Selena stepped back and once again hid behind her mother.
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| − | "Mommy I not like dat man" she whispered as Kisharianda rose back to her feet and she looked back at Bowie "Mommy will talk to him, okay" she waited for Selena to nod
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| − | "Now go find daddy" she gave her a tap on her behind and watched her run for the door "Guards" Kisharianda yelled and the door swung open and Selena ran out.
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| − | "See that she finds the King, and bring our guest down so we may talk" she ordered, she didn't want to mention Rathan just yet as she didn't want Bowie to know that he was here as well. "And send two more guards for the questioning, and bring my reports and letters from my study" she ordered calmly.
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| − | Her eyes locked into Bowie's and she sat further back into the sofa making herself comfortable. Her face showed no emotion, her breathing was regular and slow, she was calm.
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| − | "I hope I didn't keep you waiting to long" she gave a lopsided grin "I hope that you were comfortable" she stood up and walked to the window
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| − | "Tell me Bowie, what would you do if you were King in a land like D'Hara?" she continued to look out the window. "Would you care for her and feed her people?" she paused "Would you take her riches and and share it equally across the land? and help her prosper into a bigger realm? or would you change what you see before you today?" she turned and looked at him.
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| − | Bowie wasn't aware that Kisharianda knew of his plot, and like a game of cat and mouse she hunted questions that would taunt him. She knew Bowie wouldn't pass the opportunity to remind her how he thought the King was a failure in his eyes, and how he was greedy and wrong for the position and even for her, but she couldn't help herself she asked knowing he would bash the King in her presence without caring for his choices of words.
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| − | The Prince answered,
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| − | "Well my dear Duchess, that is an interesting question. I suppose I have some ideas on what I would do as the King of D'Hara, but the crown of these islands does not interest me much. Sure if it were to fall on my forehead I would use it as any other would, probably better. Why, are you offering me the job? I was brought in here because of some kidnapping ploy, and because I discovered Lady Sorsha in an inn. Is she alright? She seemed ill last I saw her but she left me without saying a word. Something must have been on her mind."
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| − | He shifted and paused a little.
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| − | "The little rascal is getting bigger. She is growing wonderfully under your care. I knew you were the right person."
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| − | "Yes she is, she will grow up to be an honorable loyal woman despite her bloodline and the curse you suffer" she turned to the walk to the window
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| − | "Well I am pleased to inform you that with the latest report from the Black Lions that the Duke has been found well. In fact I was also informed that he and Lady Sorsha are both making their way back here to the Port as we speak, it shouldn't be much longer now" her hand caressed the thick long braid that hung over her shoulders as she smiled
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| − | "You must be wondering why I am holding you here at the palace?" she took the bottle of wine from the desk "Would you" she waited for him to open the bottle for her and she poured herself a glass and returned the bottle to it's former place without offering him a glass.
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| − | "I am having difficulty understanding how a Duke was actually taken from D'hara and how four capable men were outsmarted into a real abduction of the Duke. Explain to me the night events so that I may put the missing pieces together. As of now there is no trail of evidence and we are chasing a ghost" she cocked her head "Lady Sorsha was clubbed over the head and thrown overboard a burning ship, her memory doesn't recollect any events from that night but a fire, I'm hoping you could shed some light" she sipped her wine and waited for him to answer her
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| − | "Oh I see, well let me relate my perspective of the story. I was sent a letter from Duke Hexic inviting me to participate in a mock abduction of Duke Mathias. The idea was that we would force him to avoid all of the responsibilities he obsesses over and celebrate his upcoming marriage, a bachelor party. I thought that Duke Hexic had a great idea and I replied that I would attend. When I showed up, we did things mainly as we planned and we kicked off the party. I did not get a chance to speak with many guests, or even to congratulate Lord Mathias, though he failed to notify me of his proposal to Lady Sorsha, nevertheless I attended. As the party carried on I fell back into my old habits and was absent for all of the excitement. When my companion and I exited our hideaway we left the ship and were nabbed by the Black Lions. Oh, and we collected as much alcohol as we could from the empty ship. I do not recall corpses or hearing anything unusual. Forgive me if that does not fill in your gaps."
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| − | He reached out and poured himself a glass, raising an eyebrow to her. He knew that there was some chaos about, the Black Lions had twisted his arm for some reason. There was more she would ask he assumed, so he took a long sip and sat back awaiting the torrent of whatever she may throw at him. Though he thought to ask,
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| − | "Will your husband be joining us for wine, my dear?"
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| − | "I'm afraid not, he's tied up with other matters at this time, but I do not need him here to assess this situation" she paused "Let's just say it's best if he were not" she sipped her wine as she watched him pour himself some wine.
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| − | "I see you do not have much information to share from that night, so lets move on to another matter that has been bothering me" she reached over to the pile of letters on the desk.
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| − | "Let me read you some interesting missives, I have recently been given" she sat back in her chair making sure he could see the seal
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| − | "You might recognize the nature of these letters considering they are yours" she flickered the wax and looked up at him. "I do not think you can deny this as it is your personal seal" she looked down and began to read
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| − | "As I see you have already promised my position to Rathan as Confessor to the realm, that arrogance will cost you more then you'll know but this is the most intimidating letters of them all since it incriminates both you and Rathan in kidnapping the Duke for real" she smiled and continued to ruffle through the letters. "Here it is" she pulled it from the bottom of the pile
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| − | "Do you honestly think after all the commotions you have already created in the realm that it's nobles would follow you, you are deceitful and untrusting but most importantly Bowie you are the snake which needs to be put down and your followers as well.. now I do not need to venture far to know that Kratos is already involved in this and his silence speaks more words then he will ever try to hide. As he has already been incriminated by his own letters to another member of D'Hara. The way I see it you are both at the edge and the only thing I need to do is flicker you both out of my site. I am not a woman of torture nor do I marvel in the pain of others, but for putting our lands at risk and most importantly my family which consists of your own blood you will see my wrath at it's full capacity this I promise you" she stood up and her voice grew more dark "You are my Champion! how could you betray me this way, you claim to love me and in the same breath you stab me in the back. For this Bowie you will never be forgiven.. and do not worry yourself you will not be forgotten either, not by the nobles of this realm, but I promise you Selena will never know the likes of you nor will she be tied to your name!" she turned her back to him as she signaled the guards to get closer. "You can reflect on this while I decide what to do with you, but know this if you attempt to break free or cause any harm to anyone of this house your punishment will be quicker then you hoped for. I told you once Bowie I do not like to be double crossed, you chose the wrong person to step on this time my friend" she shook her head "the wrong person" she watched the guards defile him of his weapons and search him thoroughly she had been fooled by Rathan but she was not going to be fool twice. "Take him to his cell" she turned her back to him and her eyes filled with water "I'll decide what to do with him later" she walked passed him as they drug him out the room.
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| − | Dragged out of the room, Bowie yells back to the Confessor.
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| − | "Did Rathan give you any of the letters with his name on them? Did you even ask him? How convenient! Did you even bother to ask about what he erased, what he rewrote? Ha! Some justice! You avoid interrogation, you ignore investigation because of my reputation? I am your Champion! You are raising my daughter! You know how I feel for you. Rathan is lying to you. Duchess! Duchess! I was double crossed first! Just like the Old Bat before him your husband has broken our contract! Is he not bound to your laws? Judge him! Interrogate him! You are not solving anything by silencing meeee!"
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| − | She closed her eyes as she heard his plea, the tears ran down her cheek and she sat on the sofa holding her legs close to her chest and let it out. She was alone now the silence filled the room and Misha walked in.
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| − | "My Queen" she said concerned "Is everything ok?" she sat near Kish and handed her a handkerchief and Kisharianda nodded. "Yes I'll be find, I hate deceit, lies" she choked up again. "Today I do not like my job" she stood up and wiped the tears from her eyes "But it's never easy to hurt the ones you love" she walked out the door leaving Misha in the room.
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| − | Walking to the council room she found Cenarious sitting waiting for her as he occupied Selena with her dolls. He smiled at her and stood up to pull her chair "Have you finished with Bowie" he asked pushing the chair forward and she nodded.
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| − | "I am not done with them, I didn't give him a chance to defend himself I presented him with the facts and sent him to a cell. I ordered for Rathan to be brought for the questioning but the guards never brought him. I was informed after the guards at the door refused entry due to my recent order to let no one in the room. At least I know where the loyalty of my guards stand, if only the rest of the nobles were so compliant to obey their orders we wouldn't be in this mess." she took a shaky breath "This is not going to be easy for me you know this right?" she looked up at him
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| − | "I know my love, but you'll see this through and you'll be fine when it's all done. Think of the children and the nobles you are saving from his wrath." he patted her back and walked back to his chair.
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| − | "Bowie claims that Rathan had just as much to do with this then he did, that he lied and is hiding behind the truth. It's only fair that I give Bowie the same opportunity as I have Rathan, after all he has a right to present his defense" she looked at Selena who continued to play on the floor with her dolls. "But I know damn well he will manipulate the words as Rathan could have with Bowie's letters. At this point I am almost tempted to bring them both to trial and charge them both of treason and kidnapping and so on. They both orchestrated this they should both be punished equally.
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| − | Cenarious looked at her and smiled "Now you see why you are Confessor, you will get to the heart of it all Kish, you always do, have a little faith in yourself." he smiled and grabbed his brandy glass "I do" he winked at her behind over his glass.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Rathan Himoura'''
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| − | Rathan tossed and turned in his bed. Sleep had finally visited him, but it was troubled. The disgust in Sorsha's voice echoed in his head, the image of the burning boat, and Sorsha on it haunted his dreams. He woke in a cold sweat, before drifting off again, into a more peaceful slumber. When he finally awoke, he knocked on the door, and opened it.
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| − | "I wish to speak to the Confessor at her earliest convenience. And bring some tea." and he shut the door, returning to bed.
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| − | As Bowie lay in his cell a messenger arrived. He handed him a few pieces of paper with a small note hidden inside then told him the news.
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| − | "Prince, your new essay has been published. Here is a copy for you to look over while you await sentencing."
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| − | Reading the latest report she noticed a new name added to the list of arrival in Port Raviel. "Kinnalaw Paulandon" she spoke at a whisper. She continued to ruffle through the letters and came across one of Kinnalaw's private letter addressing those in power. "From Madina, well this could be of interest why would he come here?" she sat back and a knock came to the door.
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| − | "Come" she answered and continued to read without making eye contact with the young guard before her
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| − | "My Queen, Sir Rathan wishes to speak with you at your earliest convenience" he bowed and waited.
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| − | "Thank you, you may leave me now" she stood up and made her way to Rathan's room. She looked over at the guards who stood watch over the room and they knocked on the door announcing the Confessor's arrival.
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| − | Rathan stood and offered a slight bow, before taking a seat again, still weary from his ordeal.
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| − | "I've been thinking, and I realized I never provided you with the responses I gave Bowie. I openly admit to having gone along with him at first. I have the letters here if you wish to see them."
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| − | "Confessor, is Sorsha alright? I'd like to see her in person, and apologize for what I've done... I feel terrible." he said remorsefully.
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| − | Not having step fully through the door she look at Rathan and pondered his comment of providing her with his letters to Bowie.
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| − | "Well it would be in your best interest to forward me a copy of those letters Marquis before Bowie does. And although I know Bowie will be the first to hang you on your words it would give you more then an advantage in this case" she entered the room
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| − | "As for Lady Sorsha, a boat has arrived at the port and I believe it is transporting both the Duke and the Marshal" she looked at him "I'm sure you will be able to see for yourself" turning to face Rathan she pulled a letter she received earlier that morning.
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| − | "Your Duke wishes for your resignation to Nebel, and although I may decline his demand he is still Duke and that is his duchy. By law it is within his right to do so, since you have forfeited your roles as Marquis to him. However both you and Bowie will be receiving a fair trail this afternoon, and I have yet to get a full answer on the proposal I presented to the King. He is unsure if that is the best course of action." she looked passed Rathan to the window
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| − | "You have done many wrongs Rathan, and you should be grateful that I have even proposed this expedition as your punishment but do not think for one minute that i will make it easy for you to attain Sallowtown. It will be with the sweat of your brow that you will free Sallowtown and not with a silver spoon in your mouth." she cocked her head. "You have deliberately participated in abducting your Duke, did you expect him to turn his cheek and leave you in charge of Nebel while he continues to fund your pockets?" she turned to him
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| − | "What would you do if the tables were turned?" she asked pointing at him
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| − | "If he wasn't cooperating, I would have him killed, but in this identical situation, I would await your guidance, since the administration of justice is your job Confessor."
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| − | "There is my correspondence. Completely slipped my mind earlier."
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| − | They know enough. I've told them we're staying here, and instead of making a new realm, we'll just take our own.
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| − | I want Drakos to become the new Marquis of Nebel when I get my city.
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| − | And, actually, I think executing the cabbage might be more satisfying.
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| − | As for Mathias, I cannot take responsibility if I wish to obtain the hand of Sorsha. Could you perhaps try and delay their marriage?
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| − | Sir Rathan Himoura
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| − | Marquis of Nebel
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| − | Who is hosting it? If we can find out who is supposed to be staging the kidnapping, we can kill the men they've hired, and have our own men take him instead. I'm moving to Port Nebel now. I can help you with funding for this, I have no shortage of it. How many followers do you have in this?
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| − | Sir Rathan Himoura
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| − | Marquis of Nebel
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| − | As for a timeline, I cannot be here too long before striking without drawing suspicion. Two weeks would be ideal, a month at the most.
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| − | Sir Rathan Himoura
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| − | How I feel about Sorsha will not interfere with my ability. I remain cold and calculating. I will take care of Mathias and company, and hold them as long as I can.
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| − | Taking the letters from Rathan she proceeded in the room to the chair nearest to the window for proper lighting. She read carefully through the letters and folded them when done.
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| − | "You have one full hour to prepare Marquis, you will be given a quill and paper to formulate your defense and present to the court. Bowie will also be facing me today since you are both involved in the same crimes." she stood up and walked to the door "He claims to have these letters as well and I will want to compare them as you can understand. You have lost much trust from me in your course of action and though I am fair and will give you the chance to defend yourselves I only do so because it is within your rights. But know that the information I have is more then incriminating and enough to have you both banned from D'Hara." she walked to the door
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| − | "If you have a God Marquis I strongly suggest that you seek his guidance for you will need it" she walked to the door and looked back at him
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| − | "The King wishes your departure as well, but has left me in charge of deciding what I will do with you both, make sure you present your case thoroughly Rathan for that may be the only advantage you have. I have taken in full consideration your cooperation in this matter and that is the only reason why you are in this room instead of a cell. Your friend Bowie has not had the same luxury" she nodded and excused herself.
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| − | She didn’t speak of how she found him, and approached him. She kneeled on the bed beside him and passed her hand through his hair. “I’m sorry I didn’t get to you sooner, it wasn’t from lack of trying.” She kissed him and started to remove his shirt. “I promise to make it up to you…” then she gave a small smirk. “Did you after all get a party?” she asked curiously. “If I know Hexic… dancing girls as well?” she let the question hang in the air and watched his facial expression.
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| − | Then out of the blue a loud boom sounded and she stepped off the bed and into the hallway. “Now what is going on?” she asked as she turned back to Mathias. “Will we EVER get a moment’s peace?” she said shrilly. She was getting frustrated, any time her and Mathias managed to get a moment alone there was something to pull their attention away. She was beginning to think maybe it was the gods laughing at them.
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| − | After leaving Rathan's quarter she set to meet with Bowie in his cell. This was hard for her as she was fond of Bowie, she always seen him as being misunderstood and thought that deep down inside he would overcome the demons within, but with the recent events she could clearly see that he had let his inner hunger take full control of the situation. Arriving to the cell she looked in to see Bowie laying on his back looking back at her.
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| − | "Bowie I have just received the letters Rathan has forwarded you. You will be given the same time to prepare for your defense in the accusations made against you" she called the guard
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| − | "This would be the time to present me the letters he has sent you. I do not trust either of you and will need the time to compare them" she grabbed the bars between them "You have one full hour to prepare yourself as I have given the Marquis the same allotted time" she stepped back
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| − | "Like I told the Marquis earlier, If you have a God now would be the time to seek his guidance"
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| − | "Make good use of your hour"
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| − | She turned to the guard once again. "Bring him a bassinet with warm water so that he may clean himself up I do not wish to see him this way in my court" and the guard nodded "Yes my Queen"
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