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As for your loyal knight and the former Duke Fraldarius...
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They're certainly giving it all they have, but a paltry force that size will hardly buy them any time.
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And once we've wrung the life from them, you'll be next. How tragic it'll be, facing your beloved citizens for the final time with a noose around your neck.
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You know, I almost appreciate seeing such bold-faced sadism. There's not a hint of nuance to it.
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Is that a compliment I hear? You'll make a lady blush if you're not careful.
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Ironic, isn't it? Both you and your father will have died alone, betrayed by lords from within the very Kingdom you're meant to be ruling.
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From hasty reforms to insurrection and assassination. Did you learn nothing from dear old dad?
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It's only natural that those you refused to help would hold a grudge.
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Lady Cornelia! Kingdom soldiers approach the capital from the south!
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They're most likely returning from the assault on Arianrhod!
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Hmph. I've been a bit too careless, it seems. They've come far sooner than I had expected.
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Use the bandits to buy us some time. We'll form ranks and intercept these fools at the capital.
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Seems you get to cling to your pitiful little life a few moments longer, Your Majesty. What luck.
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Oh, but don't worry. When your end does come, it won't change your beloved Fódlan one bit.
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You see, these people are nothing more than simple-minded sheep. A ruler dies, and they all go flocking straight to whoever fills the void.