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6/5/2025, 3:41:11 AM
To say there was never a doubt in your mind would be a lie. No matter how much of you insisted that, above all else, your family needed your help, there was still a nagging part of you saying you were making the wrong choice. That, above all else, dealing with the Strangers took priority. Perhaps that just shows how far you’ve come. Nevertheless, you’re still you, Lorina de Lindan, third heir to the throne and Royal Princess. You have a duty to your people, and seeing this land face a civil war would be a failure of the highest order to this duty. You simply will not allow it.
Neither the Lord Inquisitor nor Lord Beneger is surprised by your answer, which honestly makes your whole internal democracy thing rather embarrassing. You’re not easy to read or anything, right? For some reason, you see Marie make a pitying smile and nod. Whatever could that be for?
“You should leave tonight. The sooner the family drama is concluded, the sooner the knights can be mounted.” Beneger says as he rises from his seat across the table and begins to pace to the room.
“Sooounds like you have this mundane business covered,” The Lord Inquisitor says as he, too, rises from his chair, with great effort, and walks toward the door. “Ta-ta!” He says with a slight wag of his fingers, a highly impolite form of wave, and exits. You nor anyone else make any move to stop him. Since you decided not to focus on dealing with the Strangers, it's likely he is going to do so himself. Though you won't lie, it feels rather liberating to have him simply accept your choice and depart rather than second-guessing you. Something your father can't seem to do enough.
Beneger just shakes his head, “What matters now is how you intend to get into the castle.”
“The front door would be the fastest route, no?” Marie blurts out, causing the standing man to sneer.
“I agree,” You quickly interject. “ I’d be escorted immediately to my father or to my room, but regardless, I’d be speaking to him rather soon.”
“And who do you intend to take with you? I doubt that His Majesty would appreciate being in the presence of the Stranger he believes to be corrupting you nor the spy who helped you escape his custody.”
Neither the Lord Inquisitor nor Lord Beneger is surprised by your answer, which honestly makes your whole internal democracy thing rather embarrassing. You’re not easy to read or anything, right? For some reason, you see Marie make a pitying smile and nod. Whatever could that be for?
“You should leave tonight. The sooner the family drama is concluded, the sooner the knights can be mounted.” Beneger says as he rises from his seat across the table and begins to pace to the room.
“Sooounds like you have this mundane business covered,” The Lord Inquisitor says as he, too, rises from his chair, with great effort, and walks toward the door. “Ta-ta!” He says with a slight wag of his fingers, a highly impolite form of wave, and exits. You nor anyone else make any move to stop him. Since you decided not to focus on dealing with the Strangers, it's likely he is going to do so himself. Though you won't lie, it feels rather liberating to have him simply accept your choice and depart rather than second-guessing you. Something your father can't seem to do enough.
Beneger just shakes his head, “What matters now is how you intend to get into the castle.”
“The front door would be the fastest route, no?” Marie blurts out, causing the standing man to sneer.
“I agree,” You quickly interject. “ I’d be escorted immediately to my father or to my room, but regardless, I’d be speaking to him rather soon.”
“And who do you intend to take with you? I doubt that His Majesty would appreciate being in the presence of the Stranger he believes to be corrupting you nor the spy who helped you escape his custody.”
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