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It's to be expected, isn't it? Brainless reactions in times of crisis. I told you before, people are sheep.

The far-right is a circus, little more. I certainly wouldn't worry.

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No, worry should be reserved for the brainless King.

And who would that be?

Our King employs brawn over mental strength, but I hear you're a King as well - of your own country. What tactics do you use?

Why, we're a democracy, Mademoiselle. I go by the voices of the people.

And you let them sing?

Sing? No. I'm entirely tone deaf.

They wouldn't be singing for your benefit, but for their own. To sing to you, you have the court singers. Like me.

I don't have any court singers. But if this is all the loyalty you can muster, I doubt I'm missing out.

My King is betraying the country he was allowed regency of. Betraying our Queen who was born to the Throne. I owe him nothing.

Alright. I assume a court singer holds a low, unremarkable status in your society?

We are highly esteemed, so much that we dine at the Royal Court with the King and Queen, the generals and the priests.

Brainless king or not, shouldn't you be thankful for that?

He was not the one to choose me. Our late King was, now dead and gone. To him, I'll gladly be thankful. Forever.

Allegiance to the dead is nothing but nostalgia. [Pause.] But understandable, all the same.

The past is what shapes us, my Lord.

Perhaps. I've always been more concerned about shaping.

Certain things can't be shaped. Or forced. They must make themselves.

Such as?

Love.

I disagree.

Have you experienced it differently?

I've always known love to require an active effort, yes.

Sometimes... Sometimes it just -- happens, though. In spite of your best efforts.

You make it sound very unfortunate, Mademoiselle. Surely, loving is just another choice.

Can you really stop loving so easily?

I confess I haven't tried.

Which is fortunate for your wife.

Fortune has nothing to do with it. [Smile.] You have difficulties with love?

Being the mistress will always cause difficulties. For any one of the three parties involved.

[Chuckle.]

Oh, so that's how it is. Perhaps you could have chosen an easier alternative.

There was no other way.

There always is. Who's got the moral high-ground - you or your rival?

He's King. And bound to her by way of marriage. I'm neither.

[... waaaaaait. Pause. What the hell.]

You can't be serious.

[She doesn't say anything to defend herself. It's not exactly well perceived in Dani Maruk either.]

[He shakes his head. Can you feel his disapproval, Canti. >[]

At least have the decency to find someone who isn't... [Unnatural. Nope, that won't do.] Taken.

Dorani and I were friends first, before Maio was even considered as her consort. Simply because we only became lovers later, my precedence should still be recognised.

Precedence. Is that what we call it now. [Sigh.] Aren't you making her life difficult, too?

I... No, he's the one making her life difficult! Cheating and lying and betraying her country.

When you have power, sometimes you have to be the bad guy. There really isn't any other way to lead.

Isn't that just an excuse?

Why would it be? Personally, I don't apologise for mistakes I haven't made.

If you are ever the bad guy, you are making a mistake, my Lord.

Says the court singer. Maybe you should stick to your stories.

I hope your Queen chooses her lover.

She didn't.

There are songs in which the stories play out fair and songs in which they don't. You were lucky. This time. My Lord.

I don't believe in luck. Those who do rarely are, funny thing.

[She swallows thickly, before turning on her heel and stomping off. Leaving him to his ideas of grandeur.]

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