(When the feed first clicks on, it's a complete accident, offering only a very shaky view of the floor. For the past few minutes, she's been turning the device over and over in her hands, the woman who delivered it to her having not explained how to use it. There's brief glimpse of her foot before it's being turned over once more and, once her hand's been taken off the camera itself, you're presented with the face of one very confused young princess, who's very much trying to figure out if this is some form of dark magic or not. It certainly wouldn't be out of line with the way her last few years had gone)
I'm afraid there must be some kind of mistake. I very much appreciate the hospitality, there's little enough one could ask for apart from food and board, and yet, I hardly feel that I belong here. Despite my past (her very recent past) I'm not a fighter, and I'm afraid my being here will not bring you the victory you seek.
I'm afraid there must be some kind of mistake. I very much appreciate the hospitality, there's little enough one could ask for apart from food and board, and yet, I hardly feel that I belong here. Despite my past (her very recent past) I'm not a fighter, and I'm afraid my being here will not bring you the victory you seek.
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