Do you challenge me? If so, be warned—none can
[cdb]hope to stand against me in a staring contest!
...
Begin!
Mrow? Rawr...
You are a gracious loser to accept defeat so readily!
Ahahaha!
Ahem.
I am hesitant even to ask, but what are you doing?
Ah, if it isn't Lorenz. Spying on me, hmm?
Well, if you must know, an insolent feline was
[cdb]blocking my path and challenged me to a staring
[cdb]contest.
However, we determined the winner quite readily.
Were you witness to my victory?
Were you not once a noble?
I was, yes—and still am so at heart.
In the future you will see me as both the head of
House Nuvelle and the world's finest mage!
Then it seems I must adjust my perception of you.
I always knew you to be a striking beauty who
[cdb]possesses a keen talent for magic.
I was even considering you as a candidate for
[cdb]marriage, should you happen to reform your house.
But now to find you competing with a house cat...
Ah, I beg your pardon. Pray disregard my words.
The gall required to consider a woman as a mate and
[cdb]subsequently disqualify her in the following sentence
[cdb]is staggering. Staggering, I tell you!
You are a coarse, vulgar, indecent boor, and were I
[cdb]ever under consideration for your hand in marriage,
I hereby withdraw any and all possible interest!
Also, you are the heir to House Gloucester, yes?
Also, you are the head of House Gloucester, yes?
Why would I ever hope to marry into a house of such
[cdb]meager standing?
How dare you! The magnificent House Gloucester is
[cdb]anything but "meager"!
I do dare and have done! And while I know not of
[cdb]your status within Leicester...
House Nuvelle is steeped in tradition, with a
[cdb]bloodline closely guarded and unbroken.
I find it hard to believe that joining your house is
[cdb]worth uprooting that.
Well, now. I can hardly back down from words such
[cdb]as those.
We of Gloucester are legitimate descendants of one of
[cdb]the Ten Elites and inheritors of a Hero's Relic!
Long have we held a seat at the Alliance roundtable!
Why, we are among the most distinguished houses in
[cdb]the whole of Leicester!
We are no less valuable than House Nuvelle—who,
[cdb]may I add, were condemned to extinction by the
[cdb]previous emperor.
Ahahaha! It seems our allegations are doomed to
[cdb]never reach a point of agreement!
Then I suppose we have no choice but to compete
[cdb]that we may determine which of us is superior.
But as our previous match of martial prowess ended
[cdb]with no clear winner, perhaps we should find a
[cdb]different way to settle this.
Choose whatever battlefield you wish, Lorenz.
I shall ever be the agent of your doom!