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Miklotov:  He continued, “Though there have been some minor uproars, I judge that all the preliminaries have concluded. Lady Felt, do you have anything else to add?” Surely he thought it proper to give Felt the same chance to give a speech that the other candidates had received.
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Felt:  She answered the prompt with a, “Hmm,” and thought about it a bit. “One thing, then.” Landing on a proposal, Felt raised a finger and looked up, bathed in gazes from the dais. Her red eyes flared as they surveyed the faces of those assembled. Finally, she took a deep breath and smiled buoyantly as she swept one hand toward the Council of Elders. “—I hate nobles.” She kept that smile on her face as she pointed at the Knights of the Royal Guard with her other hand. “—I hate knights.” Then, with both arms still spread wide, she said, with a spectacular smile and maximum venom… “—I hate this kingdom!” She continued. “—I hate all of you in this room, I hate the structure you built, I hate every little thing here. That’s why I think I’ll break it all. How ’bout it?” Felt inclined her head.