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[FOUND: One largish man of sandy coloring, currently occupying your lobby and um, observing your fuzzy woodland animals. But he's not touching them, nope, because he tried that. And nearly zapped a rabbit. Needless to say, it wasn't very happy.

Is he lost? Not really. Confused? Yeah. Such an odd hotel this is.]

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[Ashe was at a sense of relief from the past week in Hawaii, finally out of the humidity. The weather must have affected her sense of smell somehow, the princess had been unable to smell anything since she woke up this morning. Perhaps some medicine would assist with this dilemma.

So making her way through the lobby, Ashe did what she could to avoid the woodland animals, in the back of her mind wondering what had attracted them all to this location. There was a man among them...]

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What?

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[It could not be...]

4/DONE

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You.

1/idk I-I forgot to ask what point your Ashe is taken from ;;

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[Was content to just crouch there and keep looking at the animals when an all too familiar voice forces his head up so fast, it's a wonder he didn't get whiplash]

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done

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... Your Highness...

/Prior to meeting Balthier. Paradox go?

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[She could see, but the princess didn't wish it to be true. The traitor was here? As her eyes furrowed, clenching her fists proved to be the only effective method to hold herself back.]

Can this be? How...how are you still alive?

Yep. :|

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[Still alive? Did the princess not remember their travels and their battle against Vayne?]

I-.

Your Highness, I have been held in the Nalbina Dungeon for the past two years. Vaan freed me when he had to escape through the chamber I was held in.

Sorry ^.^'' I wasn't expecting others when I apped

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[This was not right. Why was Captain Basch fon Ronsenburg acting so familiar? After everything he had done.]

So you were to rot with corpses in Nalbina instead of joining them. What use would the Empire have for a Kingslayer?

[A cautious hand wrapped its fingers around the hilt of the sword at Ashe's hip.]

That's okay! Also, late tag is late. orz

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[Kingslayer. He still remembered all the times the name had been branded into him, remembered the time spent mulling and turning it over and over in his head while he was stuck in that cage. He wasn't sure why the princess had changed so suddenly, yet the same feeling, not so much shame as it was guilt and something along the lines that he owed this much as a failure to save his kingdom.

He had no answer for her question, and didn't miss her hand straying to her sword] I... know not.

Meet the master of late tags -fails-

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[There was no way she could believe him. Ashe, knowing full well what this man was capable of, felt nothing but contempt for this man. What truth could possibly pass from him? It took a lot for Ashe to not run him through this moment with cold steel.]

Do not make excuses. Why would they announce your death if you were merely rotting in Nalbina? The Empire is not known to make such mistakes.

[Similar to the story of her own death...but the Archadians knew not where she hid for the past two years. They had Captain Basch held in prison, so why...]