∫ thirty-five.

[geassed]

--That ... curse.

What on earth was that? As if someone like me would be royalty, of all things.

Shirley, Kaoru -- I'm sorry for not remembering you. That must have been...

I'm sorry.

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[lyra_of_dust]

Well, I spent that curse thinking I was a bloody nun, and with no idea how to use the network.

Curses here are so stupid sometimes.

[geassed]

A nun?

I suppose I got a better deal.

[lyra_of_dust]

...

When I was- right after I was born... My mother didn't want me, and the law wouldn't let my father have me. So I was supposed to go into a priory, and be raised there.

[geassed]

I'm sorry.

But it seems your life worked out for the better, then.

[lyra_of_dust]

What's there to be sorry about? It all happened before I could remember... And my parents... they weren't exactly nice people, either.

[geassed]

Mm. Well, you're happy now, at least?

[lyra_of_dust]

... Yes, I suppose. I never really thought to much about how things could have turned out- most of the other ways were a lot worse, anyway.

[geassed]

So it seems.

[lyra_of_dust]

One of these days, I should tell you about my world's history. The Church plays a nasty role in the whole mess.

[geassed]

One of these days, perhaps.

[lyra_of_dust]

Of course, it's also possible a curse might force everyone to reenact it. They've done history before, just not my world's.

[geassed]

Have they?