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[failedprince]

A few things, if I may.

I am Clovis la Britannia, for those of you who may not know me. [There was a time when he need not give such introductions, oh well.One, I would like to know where one of those ranges are. Ah, yes, a firing range. That is what they are called, is it not

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[prettyhazknight]

Oh my~ I had no idea I was part of an Empire~

[failedprince]

Well, now you do.

[prettyhazknight]

Who is my Emperor, cutie?

[failedprince]

Cutie?

That would be Charles di Britannia, 98th Emperor of the Holy Britannian Empire.

[prettyhazknight]

As in, I find you cute.

I don't believe the Emperor is here then!

[failedprince]

Ah, thank you, miss.

He isn't, but that doesn't mean that you aren't part of his Empire now.

[prettyhazknight]

You're welcome, handsome! I love to let cute boys know they're good looking.

Is there an official document saying so?

[failedprince]

Charmed.

Yes, I'm telling you so. And that's quite official.

[prettyhazknight]

That's not a document, sweetheart~

I think that's called a conquest instead.

[failedprince]

Fine, consider yourself conquered.

[prettyhazknight]

I only enjoy that in the bedroom actually.

Without clothes.

And lots of oils.

And moaning.

And crying out.

[failedprince]

... eh?

[prettyhazknight]

Oh dear! Did someone forget to teach you those lessons?

[failedprince]

Hmph.

No one can be conquered in that manner.

[prettyhazknight]

Yes they can.

[failedprince]

I'm telling you that it is impossible.

There wasn't even a weapon described.