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[osteological]

We've been thinking it over, and we really don't think it's fair for you to be pitting us against each other --

-- especially when one of us is at such a clear disadvantage --

Right, yes, and we all know which one, queen of the loose pirate booty --

Excuse me, that's only vaguely accurate at best, we all know that I'm just flat-out more fun --

Would you stop interrupting me? As I was saying, it's bad enough that you make me share your headspace with her, choosing her over me in a game would just be -- rude!

[How could she say no to those puppy dog eyes?

Note: Maroon is Isabela, Blue is Alistair. Having a hard time choosing between the two.]

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[osteological]

[Why is this happening, he does not have enough information about this situation yet.]

I don't know, because you secretly resent me for some reason?

[selfloyalty]

How could I ever resent the one person who threatens my position as queen through the simple fact that his bloodline reigns superior over mine?

But no, I am not joking.

[osteological]

[Well, so much for that being a secret. He's a little scandalized that she knows, though.]

What gives you that idea?

[selfloyalty]

[she's not going to even dignify that with a response.

'are you serious' is practically written plainly across her face.

she knew about you long before you even told your warden buddy, son. worst kept secret tbh, especially behind royal doors.]

[osteological]

[Can he just ... wander away now, is that a possibility? Because he would really like that option.]

Really?

[Yes, he's just going to try and ... casually ignore this, now.]