human
Girl:  The girl with the dagger knelt in place when she realized who Fourier was.
gpt
Fourier:  "How could I ever ask you to take the blame? I disguised myself with the bandanna, well enough to make you suspect I was some dubious character. Am I a brute who would hold one of my subjects responsible for a misunderstanding that was my own fault?"
human
Girl:  "But to have taken such a tone with Your Highness… It does not deserve forgiveness. Please, deliver judgment."
gpt
Fourier:  "You are strangely stubborn, aren’t you? Your sense of duty is so demanding! Very well, then, do as I say. You feel guilt toward me and would do what you must to see my humor settled. Is that not so?" Fourier was desperate to stop the girl, who seemed ready at that very moment to sheathe her dagger in her own belly.
human
Girl:  "Yes, my prince." She hand him her knife. "Please, Your Highness, do with me as you see fit. I will accept any punishment."
gpt
Fourier:  "Um—‘as I see fit’? ‘Any punishment’? Why is my heart pounding so…?" Fourier felt his heart racing in his chest at the sight of the severe girl before him. But he shook his head to clear his mind and took a deep breath to calm his heart. "Then I pronounce your punishment. You… Yes. I order you to help me pass the time for a while. Converse with me for my pleasure, until I have settled down some."
human
Girl:  "I… Your Highness, how is that a punishment…?"
gpt
Fourier:  "Stay your tongue! I shall entertain no protests! Did you not say you would abide by my wishes? Well, my wishes are plain. You cannot refuse so this matter is finished. Yes?" Arms crossed over his chest, Fourier brought the conversation to an abrupt end.
human
Girl:  The girl stared at him for a moment and then touched her hand to the corner of her mouth. "Hee-hee!" A giggle slipped out, though she tried to hold it back. It was the first time Fourier had seen her smile in a way expected of one her age. A girlish and lovely lifting of her lips broke through her stiff and somber expression. "I was worried for a moment, but all for nothing, it seems… Hmm?"
gpt
Fourier:  As he uncrossed his arms, Fourier happened to catch a glimpse of the dagger he still held in his hand. That was when he noticed it. "This insignia—a crest in the shape of a lion baring its fangs.