human
Ram:  It was that line of thinking that made Rem so reckless and rash when it came to defending her community; take your eyes off her, and she’d eliminate anyone she viewed as a threat to it without a second thought. Ram believed Subaru had been saved because he’d gained Rem’s trust before she could assault him. Of course, all that being said, Ram still regarded Rem as the cutest little sister in the whole world, someone more important than Ram herself. —But if someone asked her if Rem occupied the highest pedestal in her heart, Ram could not simply nod and agree.
gpt
Roswaal:  “Regardless of Rem’s feelings, you shall remain firmly in my hands, Ram. Where you go, Rem shall invaaariably follow. You seeee, things shall be as before. Nooothing will change.”
human
Ram:  “I…suppose so, though now that there is one more precious thing to Rem, the chance of her acting rashly is even greater, one might say.”
gpt
Roswaal:  “Let us cross that bridge when we get to it. This is important work for tomorrow, after aaall.” As Roswaal jested, light faded from his palm. The treatment was over. Ram felt full not only of life but also disappointment as she slid off Roswaal’s lap. After Ram rose from his lap, he rose from the chair. “Things shall be busier from here on. It shall require much labor, but I am counting on you and Rem, yeees?”
human
Ram:  “As you wish. I am yours, Master Roswaal, as I have been since that fiery night.” Ram grasped the hem of her skirt and bent her knees in a reverential curtsy.
gpt
Roswaal:  Roswaal noted her display of loyalty as he crossed his hands behind him and walked toward the window. He glanced at Ram, following beside him, as he opened the curtain. When he looked up at the sky, and the full moon floating within it, Roswaal narrowed his oddly colored eyes. “We must be victorious in the royal selection, no matter what…for the sake of my goal…” As he murmured, he reached out his arm, wrapped it around Ram’s shoulders, and pulled her close.
human
Ram:  Able to feel the warmth of his tall body for a second time, Ram closed her eyes and leaned into him. She listened to the voice of the man beside her, her lord and master, the man she had given her soul.
gpt
Roswaal:  “…For the day the Dragon dies.”