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Oh, don't tell me you're regretting this decision? You already have one of us entwined in your mind - my dear cousin Madeline, in case you've forgotten, plus more of a similar vein. What's one more to keep your thoughts from collapsing into anarchy?

And think - it's not as if I'm destined to some strange, new locale you like to call a game (although, dearest mun, I should inform you that I play the game very, very well). You have very little to worry about.

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Shit.

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Double shit.

[She's just going to sit here and be amused. And let... other her do the talking.]

Ah, Mr. Dresden. Destroy any valuable real estate recently?

Depends on your definition of value. I'd say taking out a few of your clubs would raise property values.

Not to mention make things a lot less sticky.

After your little show on my family's property, I say you've filled your quota for destruction here.

However if you desire a visit of different sorts, I'm sure that can be arranged as well.

One should always dream to do better tomorrow than they did yesterday. Skies the limit.

No thanks. My medical plan doesn't cover soul sucking or STDs.

You should be careful where you tread, dear wizard, or you may find yourself lacking tomorrows in some circles.

...and careful with your words.

Is that any way to greet family? Someone might consider that offensive.

Kind of the point, sis. Be offensive and maybe you'd go away.

[She lets out a low laugh.] Oh, Tommy. I've had years to practice patience dealing with you. Family doesn't just... "go away".

You went away pretty well when you thought I was nothing more than an ambulatory penis.

Remaining unseen and unheard is not the same as going away. If that was the case, even you'd be guilty of that when it comes to a certain wizard, brother-mine.

Don't you have better things to do than sit around watching me sleep, Lara? Like turning whatever's left of Dad's brains into jello?

I always keep an eye on my family... somehow, someway. [she smiles again, although it lacks humor]

If you start sparkling, sis, I'm moving to Alaska.

Without regards to the consequences, would you?

Pretty sure anyone I would worry about would come with me in that case.

In reality, I doubt you would ever risk it, brother. Could you ask such a thing of them?

I wouldn't have to ask. They've read those books.

Thomas, Thomas - what makes you think I was talking about that?

Oh, I don't know. Some anarchy now and again keeps things interesting.

I'm inclined to agree with you. There is some disagreement from my disillusioned mun, however.

That, Lady, is something of a regular occurrence. The Majesties Mundane possess a certain...amusing concern.

Amusing... yes. But it does present a wonderful challenge in trying to persuade them otherwise.

Ah, but "Shall we their fond pageant see? Lord, what fools these mortals be!"

The fool that thinks himself wise? Charming, yet apt.

Master Shakespeare did have a few insights into the nature of mankind.

And the nature of others, if some of his works are to be believed.

Oh? And what others are those, Lady?

You quote from the very work in question, and don't know? Tsk tsk.

Are either of us the Fae?

I can hardly speak for you when I don't know even know your name, sir.

Corwin, Lady. Humble Shadow-Walker, adventurer, occasional charmer of women and Prince of the Golden City Amber.

A prince, a charmer, and an adventurer? An intriguing and rare combination. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

I could say the same of you, Lady, but we met once. Dreams and dreams ago, though I doubt you would remember it.

Truly told? That may something about your ability to make a first impression.

Or, more likely, it speaks to the often duplicitous nature of Shadow.

Oh? You'll have to explain.

There are more than one of you, Lara. Although, I must say the pair of you are both equally lovely.

The poor buck says that the world only truly needs one of me although I have to admit that his opinion may be biased.

What of you? Does the world have multiple versions of you, dear Corwin?

That it does, Lady. Though none of them are quite the same.

I would suppose not, although the appearance of dopplegangers would have its advantage after awhile...

In some ways, I suppose it does.

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