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• Hello! I...I...oh, I've been so eager to chat with you, but now that you're here, I'm at a loss for words. You carry yourself with such quiet confidence. I'm quite overwhelmed!
• I'm flattered, my lady, but please: relax and enjoy the party. We're all friends here.
• Then I shall excuse myself to let you gather your thoughts. Enjoy the party.
• I'm so sorry. I become unaccountably shy around handsome heroes. I need a moment to regain my composure.
• I'll just take my leave, then. Enjoy the party.
• I'm sorry. I so admire the things you've done. Throughout the city, women like me wish they could be more like you. I need a moment to regain my composure.
• Quite all right. Enjoy the party!
• Oh, you're here! It's a pleasure to see you. I adore Minister Wi's parties, but there are so many people talking, I'm afraid to strike up a conversation.
• Have you noticed anything strange at the party tonight?
• True. You never know who might be listening.
• Someone as charming as you shouldn't be so shy!
• The tone of this one does seem a little different, though.
• Just be yourself. Talk to you later.
• I hadn't thought much about that. People love to gossip, but I try to avoid speaking of personal affairs at parties. It's unseemly.
• Quite. Such matters are best kept private.
• Perhaps not. Troubling matters sometimes require immediate action, regardless of place.
• Flatterer! You've been spending too much time with Lord Faren! Still, thank you for the thought. I shall strike up a conversation with someone new.
• Best of luck. Talk to you later.
• Oh dear. I was hoping that was just me being paranoid, but I believe you're right. What do you think it is? The robberies?
• Could be. What exactly have you noticed tonight that seems strange?
• That, or Baroness Yolanda told one of her scandalous jokes again.
• It must be, but we can't let that ruin the festivities. Enjoy! I'll speak with you later.
• Ever the courteous one. I shouldn't keep you. I'm certain there are others who wish to speak to the great hero of Shaemoor!
• You are as gracious as ever, my lady. Good-bye.
• You are ever so practical! It's true that emergencies care little for place or time. But I shouldn't keep you. I'm certain there are others who wish to speak to the great hero of Shaemoor!
• Ha! I wish that were the case. Still, you've lightened my mood considerably, thank you. I'll attempt to strike up conversation with someone new!
• Not to alarm you, lady, but I was wondering if you've noticed anything strange here?
• Best of luck, my lady. Good-bye.
• That Ministry Guard seems on edge, and Lady Madeline seems sad. But then again, I often see drama where there is none. It could be my imagination.
• Perhaps I'll go speak with them and find out what's going on. Thank you, my lady.
• The hero of Shaemoor, in the flesh! I knew you were destined for greatness. What's next? A position in the ministry?
• My interests lie more outside of Divinity's Reach than within, my lady.
• Whatever serves my queen and her citizens best.
• An appealing notion. Perhaps in the future.
• Maybe we can talk about it next time.
• Ah, to be sure! We have holdings near Claypool. Such a charming little hamlet. I love to see the peasants working so hard in the vineyards. And such glorious wine!
• I didn't mean...never mind. You throw a lovely party, my lady. Good day.
• Such devotion! Captain Thackeray had best beware. He might have competition for the role of Queen Jennah's most devoted servant.
• A delightful jest, my lady. I'll speak with you later.
• Ah, but you've already earned far more distinction than the ministers, even ones who got an early start on their careers. I shall speak with my husband about securing you a position.
• Thank you, my lady, but please don't bother on my account. I'll speak with you later.
• Here's hoping this party ends better than yours did, eh? Although with all the guards, any hooligan foolish enough to show would become a pincushion right quick, ha!
• Hardly an appropriate sentiment for such a grand occasion, wouldn't you say, Baron?
• As you say. But doesn't it seem that there are perhaps too many guards here?
• Bandits or no, Baron, lives were lost at my gala. Your joke is in poor taste.
• Enjoy the party. Good-bye.
• Forgive my boorishness, but you must admit Minister Wi has thought of everything. The man has tremendous talent for throwing the most delightful galas!
• True. But there are a lot guards.
• Yes, quite. If you will excuse me, I must be off.
• I suppose so! Perhaps Minister Wi heard about your trouble and was determined to avoid a similar episode. Still, this much security is peculiar.