human
Oscar:  For four days, Oscar had joined war conferences in Tayiri’s castle, and he was quickly growing fed up. He had suffered through many meetings, and not a single one had resulted in dispatch orders. Prince Reust was the biggest obstacle. Despite holding primary military authority, he merely parroted the words “We need to act carefully.”
gpt
Oscar:  Oscar was close to the end of his rope and wanted to point out that it was Tayiri who asked for help fighting in the first place. As if that weren’t bad enough, Reust’s younger sister, Cecelia, followed Oscar around every day, testing the limits of his self-control.
human
Oscar:  Finally, he turned an exasperated look on the gorgeous princess and asked, “What do you think you’re doing here?”
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Cecelia:  “Am I not allowed to say it’s because I wanted to see you?” she replied with a sweet smile.
human
Oscar:  Looking at her was enough to give Oscar a headache. His mind full of cynical thoughts, he stared back at the young woman.
gpt
Oscar:  Later, I am going to lecture the hell out of whoever let this woman into my room, thought Oscar as he bit back a sigh.
human
Cecelia:  His obvious annoyance must have shown in his attitude, because Cecelia arched an eyebrow, got to her feet, and sauntered over to him. Leaning against the armrest, she moved her poisonous red lips to whisper in his ear, “Don’t make that face. When you act so cold to me, it gives me certain thoughts.”
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Oscar:  “Oh? Like what?”
human
Cecelia:  "That mage woman who followed you around in Farsas—that was the Witch of the Azure Moon, wasn’t it? It could be quite damaging to your position if I was to make that known,” she breathed.
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Oscar:  The look in her eyes was challenging, and Oscar pasted on a smile in return. He’d known someone was liable to deduce that eventually, but how had Cecelia managed it?
human
Cecelia:  “So? Feeling a bit differently now?” Cecelia purred. She peered at Oscar while gleefully enjoying her advantage.