human
Cecils:  "It is something of a trick to run all the way here from the empire…”
gpt
Julius:  “Very well. I hope you’ll soon feel refreshed. I’ll call you when dinner is ready. And I do hope you’ll be careful…”
human
Cecils:  “To ensure no one finds out I’m the most powerful, most handsome swordsman in the Volakian Empire? I’ll be on my guard.” Cecils waved a dismissive hand at Julius, who nodded.
gpt
Cecils:  “I look forward to spending a few days with you—my dear coconspirator.” It was as fine an exit as if Cecils were the star of a story, and it needled at Julius’s heart.