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Reserved at Queen of Hearts
Dearest mun...
I know there is doubt in your heart. You do not hide it well. But fear not. If it is my voice you burden yourself with worries of, the simple answer is to practice. If it is my history you question your knowledge of, the simple answer is to read. These are matters not beyond your ability to ascertain. Believe in what you can do.
As for the matter of the game in question... It seems almost like Heaven, does it not? A garden paradise. But tis a fool's illusion of such. I know that Heaven holds no place for a fool such as I...
I know there is doubt in your heart. You do not hide it well. But fear not. If it is my voice you burden yourself with worries of, the simple answer is to practice. If it is my history you question your knowledge of, the simple answer is to read. These are matters not beyond your ability to ascertain. Believe in what you can do.
As for the matter of the game in question... It seems almost like Heaven, does it not? A garden paradise. But tis a fool's illusion of such. I know that Heaven holds no place for a fool such as I...

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[...She sounds more fed up than comforting.]
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I apologize for any offense I have caused you, m'lady.
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[The sound is flat, without a lot of inflection one way or the other.]
Not offended.
[She just hates listening to people lament about their own guilty consciences.]
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No need to be so formal, either.
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