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[border_princess]

What looked to be a very pretty, slim, dark haired boy, dressed like a slavic peasant of the 1640s, stepped into the Mansion. After looking around in bewilderment a well bred voice asked in Polish. “Pan Zagloba? Where are you?” The question was attempted again in Russian, Ukrainian, Ruthenian, and even broken French. “Hello? Can anyone tell

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[naturestrangled]

The Russian catches Vera's attention, and she responds in the same. "No one is quite certain where it is, I'm afraid."

[border_princess]

Helen frowns. "It is wrong to have no king. When people seek to break away it does not end well."

[naturestrangled]

"If the transition is made gradually enough, democratic rule can be immensely beneficial. It is rushing the change that causes trouble."

[border_princess]

"People should not rebel." Her face is grim.

[naturestrangled]

"When a tyrant rules, when they have not only no rights but no assurance of safety, what else can they do?" Vera's voice is level still, but her conviction is unmistakable.

[border_princess]

"They should survive and allow others to do the same." Helen is cold and calm, like a statue.

[naturestrangled]

"How are they to survive when they have no food? When they can be arrested for no reason other than that they dared to speak their minds in the face of injustice? When they are sent to Siberia to be worked to death? Sometimes there is no choice in the matter."

[border_princess]

"They should not resort to killing."

[naturestrangled]

"It is certainly to be avoided, when possible, but sometimes there is no other way."

[border_princess]

"Speak to the families of those who die in the name of revolution. Then see where it gets you. It breeds hatred. And in the end Mother Death becomes fat and happy, fed with corpses."

[naturestrangled]

"Lose a brother to the paranoia of a senile old man who wears a crown and hates his people, and then tell me to leave a ruler like that in power. One corpse is a small enough price to stop new ones from being created at the gallows every morning."

[border_princess]

"Well I have lost everything and everyone that I hold dear to the mob that is the people. You cannot convince me that it was justified."

[naturestrangled]

"What grievances had they -- this 'mob' you speak of?"

[border_princess]

"My father was killed when I was young. Two days ago my Aunt and my five cousins were murdered. One was blind, another just a boy. My home was destroyed, my my family as well. They ruined my life." She is practically growling with anger.

[naturestrangled]

At that, Vera's own rising anger seems to calm a little, and her voice softens. "Innocents should be spared. Tyrants must suffer the consequences of their crimes, as any man must -- but innocents must go unharmed. There is no justice in spilling the blood of those who have done no harm."

[border_princess]

"When one man suffers more suffer as a result. No one has the right to decide justice and give punishment but God. Even tyrants have loved ones."