human
Crusch:  When Fourier’s temper finally cooled, the trio stayed in the parlor discussing the details of the matchmaking interview.
gpt
Fourier:  “The prospective match is the daughter of some relation to the archbishop of Gusteko. They say she’s nineteen! A whole five years older than me. This will not do at all. We must cancel the meeting.” Fourier already sounded thoroughly convinced of his own conclusion.
human
Ferris:  “Your Highness! Your Highness, I’m telling you, you have no proof!” Ferris attempted to remonstrate without raising the young lord’s hackles again.
gpt
Ferris:  “In Gusteko, the archbishop is almost as important as the Council of Elders is here.”
human
Ferris:  “A meowrriage alliance with that family would be very important for Lugunica…”
gpt
Crusch:  “Such a match would be of tremendous import for both nations, Your Highness.”
human
Crusch:  “This is an essential duty.”
gpt
Fourier:  “Wait, wait, wait, wait! We’re just going in circles. When did the both of you start siding with the Holy Kingdom? What I’m saying is I don’t want to make any matches! Help me!” Fourier clung to Ferris’s knees, nearly in tears.
human
Ferris:  Ferris couldn’t help thinking how unbecoming this scene would look if anyone were to bear witness, but nonetheless he gave the crybaby prince a pat on the head.
gpt
Ferris:  “If you’re that upset, Lord Fourier, then they probably won’t go through with it…but unfortunately, being bothered probably isn’t a good enough reason to turn down the meeting itself.”
human
Fourier:  “Mm, yes, I realize that myself. By which I mean, when I said as much to Miklotov, I was subjected to one of his rare fits of anger. I had no idea he could work himself into such a fury…”
gpt
Ferris:  The news that Fourier had already managed to upset the great adviser caused Ferris to put his head in his hands, then shoot a desperate look at Crusch.
human
Ferris:  “Lady Cruuusch… What should we do?”
gpt
Crusch:  “Good question."