- Ahahaha! At last, we come face to face!
- Constance? Is something—
- Listen here! There's no need to dance around
[cdb]me, for I bear you no ill will!
- Uh... I am having confusion. What are you
[cdb]speaking of?
- I speak of the bad blood between Brigid and the
Empire, of course!
- Ah. The war. I am having my own feelings about—
- Surely you are aware that it was your father who
[cdb]invaded the lands of House Nuvelle, which I once
[cdb]called home.
- It was his aggressions which cost me my family,
[cdb]my friends, my land...everything!
- However, your father and many of your countrymen
[cdb]paid for this in the coin of their own lives.
- Furthermore, neither you nor I took part in that
[cdb]foolish conflict.
- Therefore, there is no merit to our dredging up the
[cdb]past. We need not be at each other's throats.
- Have I made myself clear? Good. Now farewell!
Ahahaha!
- Um...
- Constance...has a personality of much color. I was
[cdb]not given a chance to give her my reply.
- I cannot be leaving things like this. I must be
[cdb]telling her that I have understanding.
- Constance, I am wanting to talk to you
[cdb]about what you were saying before.
- Greetings, Petra. I fear I caused you undue distress.
Please accept my humblest apologies for the offense.
- One from my meager and reduced circumstances has
[cdb]no right to insult a woman of your royal standing.
- Um...
- As galling as this must be after the fact, I humbly
[cdb]beg your forgiveness.
- You can have my forgiveness, although I was not
[cdb]taking any offense.
- Oh! What overflowing kindness! Truly, your mercy is
[cdb]too good for a wretch such as I.
- But I should not expect aught else from one capable
[cdb]of ruling an entire people. You are a mighty boulder,
[cdb]and I but a pebble by the wayside.
- Let me speak, Constance. Please.
- I am knowing that our relationship is...complicated.
- I think about this every day. It is filling my heart
[cdb]with pain and confusion.
- But...you had the braveness to say what I could not.
- Stop, I beg you. You will crush my sad and pathetic
[cdb]frame under the weight of such undeserved
[cdb]compliments.
- I think it best if I keep my own counsel from now on.
Pray pay my ramblings no mind.
- Oh my! Now I have been so presumptuous as to tell
[cdb]you what to do! Please excuse me while I go crawl
[cdb]under a rock...
- ...
- I am not understanding what happened here.
Which Constance should I be believing?