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[unesoleil]

I'm very sorry to announce that the current heirs to the East Narborough Trading Company, my eldest sister Chardonnay and her husband Clovis, have recently passed away of mysterious circumstances. The House of Tonnerre suspects foul play, but it is to be expected. Being heir to one of the largest and wealthiest companies surely entitles a bit of

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[necropantser]

My, my. As a knight, it's always so heartrending to see a lady so distraught.

[unesoleil]

I'm sorry if it bothers you, Sir Jade.

[ ECLAIRE IS SO USING CROCODILE TEARS. :D ]

[necropantser]

Oh, no, my only wish is to ease your suffering, Lady Eclaire. May I offer you my handkerchief? Perhaps a shoulder to cry on?

[And Jade is so using sarcasm. XD]

[unesoleil]

... I'm fine, but I thank you kindly, Sir Jade. After all, sorrow is a private thing.

[necropantser]

I quite understand. It's always wrenching to lose a loved one, isn't it?

[unesoleil]

... I wouldn't know.

[necropantser]

Oh? I admit, I'm a bit confused. If you didn't care for your sister, then why are you grieving?

[unesoleil]

You misunderstand me. I was referring to the 'always.' I haven't lost enough people to know.