gpt
Oscar:  Oscar opened the door to the hallway, eyes narrowed suspiciously, he found a lady-in-waiting about to knock.
human
Lady-in-waiting:  She apologized for her rudeness and informed Oscar that Lazar was waiting for him in the king’s private chambers.
gpt
Oscar:  "In my chambers? That doesn’t make sense."
human
Oscar:  Puzzling over that incomprehensible message, Oscar hastened to his chambers and flung the door open once he had arrived.
gpt
Zefiria:  Standing by the window, the waxing moon at her back, she looked to him slowly. With a graceful smile on her lips, she dipped into a curtsy. "I apologize for the long silence."
human
Oscar:  "Why are you here? Where is Lazar?"
gpt
Zefiria:  "Lazar? I don’t know. Perhaps the lady-in-waiting got her message mixed up?" She replied with faux innocence.
human
Oscar:  "What are you doing here? Are you in trouble?"
gpt
Zefiria:  She walked over to the table and picked up a small bottle resting on it. "My mother’s winery has produced a fruit wine this year that is the best vintage yet. I’ve come to invite you to taste it." She explained, pouring the red liquid into a glass and stepping over to Oscar to hand it to him.
human
Oscar:  He received it and stared at the liquid. "Is that really why you’re here? Don’t hold back."