human
Fourier:  Fourier Lugunica came to a screeching halt when he saw her in the castle garden. His large scarlet eyes went wide with curiosity as the wind tugged at his golden locks. One of his pronounced canine teeth poked out like a small fang as the breath rushed from his mouth. The young boy, not even ten years old, leaned out of the open-air gallery to peer into the garden.
gpt
Fourier:  Fourier was very much in the middle of running from one of his tutors and had no time to gawk. He could already hear the man’s voice behind him in the hallway. If he was caught, he would be dragged back to his dangerously boring lesson—but even knowing that, Fourier couldn’t tear his eyes away from the scene before him.
human
Fourier:  Fourier found a shimmering bud—a girl. Her verdant green hair was tied back as she struck a posture both refined and beautiful. Clad in a dress the color of fresh grass, obviously of fine make, the young, self-possessed girl wore it perfectly.
gpt
Fourier:  Fourier saw little more than her profile from where he stood, but the pale white of her neck and cheek along with the amber of her almond-shaped eyes hinted at her brimming beauty.
human
Girl:  The girl stood in the garden, casting her eyes over the array of colorful flowers. She was inspecting a single bud in a far corner. Staring at it intently, as though she believed it might open then and there…
gpt
Tutor:  "Your Highness Fourier! So you heed me at last!" He says, breathing hard, finally reaching the spot where Fourier stood in the hallway. He regarded the boy with relief written on his face, but that was soon replaced with an expression of puzzlement when he noticed how Fourier was staring into the garden.
human
Tutor:  "Your Highness? What has caught your interest ou—?"
gpt
Fourier:  "Nothing, sir! Nothing! Not a thing! Surely not something for you to worry about!" Fourier rushed at the instructor as the man tried to discern what had the boy so intrigued.