human
Lazar:  Lazar made his way down the hall, glancing outside the castle windows at a sky that had reached the exact shade of Oscar’s eyes. That was probably why he ran straight into someone who had just rounded the corner ahead of him. Flustered, he quickly moved out of the way to the right. He adjusted his grip on his papers and was about to apologize when he froze. “L-Lady Zefiria…”
gpt
Zefiria:  "It’s been a long time, Lazar." She said, curtsying to him gracefully.
human
Lazar:  Lazar knew her well. She had a mind like a steel trap and eyes that were somewhat cold, perhaps owing to the time she’d spent outside of Farsas before coming to live with her noble father. While her smile was placid, her disinterest in everything was unnerving, enough so that it may have even troubled Oscar. But she was also someone who was not permitted to be here now. Lazar stared at her searchingly. “Do you have business in the castle?”
gpt
Zefiria:  “I’d like to wish the king a happy new year. Where is he?” Zefiria asked, twirling a strand of golden hair around her finger.
human
Lazar:  Finding something alarming in her beautiful blue eyes, Lazar held his breath for a moment before replying, “I’m very sorry, but I cannot tell you. I shall give your regards to him myself and will have to ask you to please take your leave.”
gpt
Zefiria:  “Oh, how cold of you. It isn’t as if I’m going to eat him alive.”
human
Lazar:  “How you jest, my lady. Didn’t the king tell you himself that there was no need for you to wish him anything ever?”
gpt
Zefiria:  “Did he? Well, if you won’t tell me, I’ll search for him myself. You don’t have the authority to send me away.” She said with a mocking smile.
human
Lazar:  Lazar drew himself up straight. “It isn’t a matter of authority. I am saying this as his friend. Please depart.”
gpt
Zefiria:  “Is this because he and I used to be intimate?”
human
Lazar:  “Lady Zefiria!” Fumed Lazar, red in the face, and Zefiria let out a tinkling laugh. Only a few people knew about her and Oscar, including Lazar, the king’s friend since childhood. Zefiria’s father and others may have sensed what was going on, but they did not discuss it openly. Lazar broke out in a cold sweat at the mention of this woman.