human
Priscilla:  "Al is a buffoon of a different breed than the other vulgar peasants and their nonsense. And…it would seem that you are, as well.”
gpt
Subaru:  “You’re unbelievable… Does it really benefit you for me, someone related to your political rival, to ride on the same dragon carriage as you?”
human
Priscilla:  “…How about this? I take you, someone related to my political rival, hostage and use you to blackmail her into abandoning the royal selection. Or, I deliver her your head and threaten her by telling her that she is next. Either way, ’tis a simple matter, is it not?”
gpt
Priscilla:  Priscilla rolled her tongue around in delight at how Subaru’s eyes widened in distress. It was a possibility he had not even imagined until that very moment. The reason for this was simple: Subconsciously, he didn’t think he was valuable enough to capture as a hostage to bait Emilia.
human
Priscilla:  "Your face says that is beyond what you anticipated. That makes you an even greater buffoon, yes?”
gpt
Priscilla:  Priscilla clapped her hands as if she were making sport of her own, hand-raised pet. “Judging from your eyes, you have taken the girl’s side for reasons of passion. Your mad emotions have clouded your vision, making you neglect what lies at your feet… No words exist to describe your foolishness.”
human
Subaru:  Subaru was unable to even let out an ugh as he wilted before Priscilla.
gpt
Al:  “Hey, Princess, he’s from my homeland. Don’t tease him too much, okay?”
human
Priscilla:  Priscilla shrugged her shoulders as a look of tedium came over her. “I am not berating him, whatsoever. This peasant has realized his oversights and fallen into despair and gloom all by himself.—It bores me. You need not overthink things, commoner. Had I intended to use you in that manner, I would have had you dismembered in the street yesterday. That I have not done so, and invited you to ride within my dragon carriage, makes my intentions crystal clear, does it not?”
gpt
Subaru:  “…Whether you’re taking me hostage or not isn’t where my self-loathing’s coming from… I’m pathetic for not having thought of it.—And why did you get me to ride this thing, anyway?”
human
Subaru:  Subaru couldn’t help but think that many of his actions had rebounded on Emilia. Priscilla’s declarations might have been hard to listen to, but they’d merely brought the facts to his attention. However harsh the lesson, it was the truth. When Subaru turned a questioning gaze toward Priscilla, she altered her position again, resting her chin on a hand.
gpt
Priscilla:  “I have told you already. You are here for my entertainment.