Castle Wildrose - Throne Room
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Now go! |
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I'll do no such thing! I'll stay. You should— |
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Enough! |
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*purple lightning strikes* |
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Whoa! |
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General! |
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I said go. Did you not hear me? |
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That's...the one order I can never obey... |
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YOU FOOL! |
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*lightning strikes Lilia* |
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Gah! |
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Dang, Lilia's holdin' her precious egg and that Maleanor lady's STILL goin' to town on him! |
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N-NO! Our liege's egg! |
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Lady Maleanor! Peace, I implore you—peace! |
| We have to stop her! | The egg's in danger! |
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Hmhmhm... What now, Lilia? Will you stay here and forfeit your life—along with the egg's? |
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Rgh... |
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How dare a mere human stand before me! You impertinent lout! |
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*lightning strikes Silver where he stands* |
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AAAGH! |
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Silver... You idiot. Why did you put yourself between us? |
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Because I couldn't bear to watch any longer.
Why must you fight when you care for each other so much?!
Please, stop this... I beg of you! |
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Silver... |
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Human...
Your Highness, I implore you to take the general's advice to heart. |
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Please, Maleanor. Don't accept this duel. Abandon the castle and flee.
What am I to do if I lose both Raverne and you? |
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Ridiculous. I would never lose to them. No matter how many of them there are, I shall incinerate the lot of them.
However...
Even on the off chance I fail to return, you have the child. |
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Without you, this egg won't hatch! |
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You can hatch it in my place. |
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Don't be absurd! Dragon eggs can only be hatched by their parents' magic and affection—nothing less than true love!
I know nothing of parental affection. I've never loved anyone, either.
You can't possibly expect me to hatch this egg! |
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You love me, do you not? Or did you not mean it when you proposed to me when we were children? |
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What?! That proposal... That was over 200 years ago, back when we were kids! Why would you bring that up now?! |
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You loved Raverne as well.
My consort, the General of the Left, spent more years working with you than he did being married to me.
If you love us, then how could you not love the child who carries our blood? Such a thing would be impossible.
Isn't that right, Lilia? |
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Of all the ridiculous ideas... Hm?! |
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Mrah?! What's goin' on? When did all these vines get in here?! |
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These briars... Maleanor! Whatever foolish idea you've got in your head, let it go, now! |
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Malleus shall be the star of fortune who shines down upon all the fae of Briarland...
And likewise shall he be the star of misfortune that humans will fear. |
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The vines are wrapping around me...and dragging me away! |
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Your Highness! Please, cease this! YOUR HIGHNEEESS! |
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Rgh... It's no use! The vines just keep shoving me back! |
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Malleus... My dear, beloved child. I leave him in your hands, Lilia.
Night's blessings. |
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*magic gathers, and she disappears* |
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No... Don't do it! Don't go!
MALEANOOOR!!! |
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