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[bubblyhealer]

I remembered something Very Important.

I had a fiance of high noble standing. His name is Hector, and he's a Marquess of Ostia, and he's very good-looking (more good-looking than you, Ike), and he used to give me diamonds and pearls and pretty dresses every day. Buckets of them. Because I was very weak and sensitive and delicate. Nobody was

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[princeofknives]

But where does this leave you and I, fiancee?

[bubblyhealer]

Can you give me jewelry too?

[princeofknives]

Possibly, but do you want to be known as the type of girl who is 'bought' by material things?

Of course you're apparently a two-timer, so maybe such a thing wouldn't be beneath you at all, shishishi...

[bubblyhealer]

WHAT.

[princeofknives]

What?

[bubblyhealer]

HOW DARE YOU INSINUATE THAT I --

Why, I am a sister of St. Elimine! I would never do such a thing!

[princeofknives]

Which thing? Ask for gifts in exchange for your affection or two-time your fiance? I think you've done both, and I should know...I'm a genius.

[bubblyhealer]

I AM A PURE, INNOCENT CLERIC.

[princeofknives]

You seem tense, do you want to pet Bel Junior?

[bubblyhealer]

Is Bel Junior as mean as you?

[princeofknives]

No, no, Bel Junior is soft and supple in a woman's hand (unless you excite him!). You know that.

[bubblyhealer]

I'll pet him as long as he's not mean like you are.

[princeofknives]

Unfortunately I don't know where he is. You'll have to come to my room later and help me look.