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• Noble
• Noble
• Oh dear, my ears are burning. My ex-wife must be complaining about me somewhere.
• I can't remember the last time I attended the queen's court. My duties are so intense that I don't have time for such frivolities.
• This is truly a wonderful party. Such a shame the Lady Wi had to miss it.
• As I was telling my old friend Caudecus the other day, we really must do something about these bandits. They are a hazard. I have reason to believe they're connected to the White Mantle.
• Did you see Scarlet the day she had an audience with the queen?
• I did. There were four of us in the throne room with the queen and Countess Anise—and the guards, of course. It was Scarlet, me, Minister Estelle, and some dirty farmer with a goat.
• And the queen spoke to Scarlet?
• Yes. She was polite as always, but the countess kept whispering in the queen's ear. It was making us all nervous. Scarlet wanted permission to study with the engineer that designed the watchknights.
• What did the queen say?
• She respectfully declined. Scarlet was the last in line, and the queen left before there could be more discussion. Scarlet tried to say more, but the queen apologized and hurried out.
• Anything else?
• The sylvari—Scarlet—looked livid. She stormed out, shoving guards out of her way. She was rather frightening, actually. I imagine that's what Countess Anise saw that made her hustle the queen away.
• Kas, does his testimony line up?
• His description of events perfectly matches what Anise told me. Minister Arton is telling the truth. He must not be the one.
• Interesting. Thank you.
• My mind is spinning. So much information! Can you make heads or tails of it?
• We've learned a few things. First, we know who was in court that day.
• Yes! A farmer with a goat, two ministers—Estelle and Arton—and Scarlet.
• And, we know that Caudecus lets others do his dirty work for him.
• We've also heard that both Estelle and Arton have seen Caudecus lately.
• It must be one of them. Let's talk to Minister Arton first.
• Can you believe some of these people? I bet they snuck in! What we need is someone to monitor these parties and toss out the unworthy. For instance—
• Handcrafted in the style of the greatest grawl artisans
• I don't really care.
• The other day, Lady Hanna erred so egregiously with this season's fashion trend that I had to end our friendship. If only someone had sent her home early, we could have avoided the tragedy. And then—
• Please stop.
• She hadn't the good sense to change clothes! I'm telling you, we need a dedicated group of people to enforce a higher standard among Divinity's elite residents.
• You're a terrible person. Good-bye.
• (gasp) Six above! Such style, such class! I simply must know who does your hair.
• I self-groom.
• I just get a lot of sun.
• Myself.
• I was born this way.
• Really? I must look into this right away. Come fall, I wouldn't be surprised if Divinity's Reach citizens were all flaunting your style!
• That would be...interesting.
• It really is a pity my wife had to miss the party. She just loves these sorts of things. But work is work.
• I understand. You keep up appearances while Lady Wi undermines the queen!
• Have you heard that the queen is increasing taxes for land owners?
• Take her a mini quiche, and she'll forgive you.
• Pff, don't be ridiculous. Have you been at the punch? Take a moment to cool down, or you may offend someone less tolerant of your outrageous allegations.
• Okay, that was a stretch. I just want to help the queen.
• You're avoiding the subject!
• Wait, there's punch? Excuse me.
• (sigh) Yes, yes, help the queen, help the world, help the everything. That's what you do, right? Just watch where you run that tongue. There are people here who wouldn't hesitate to cut it off.
• All right.
• I'll have you know my wife is at home with a nasty case of skritt itch. If it'll stop your badgering, I'll take you to see her. But I warn you, she's very contagious.
• I'll stick with the punch.
• What? I thought only workers paid taxes. Whyever would you tax land owners? That's ridiculous!