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Julius:  Julius and the other delegates from the kingdom had been ushered into the audience chamber of the Crystal Palace of Lupghana, where they knelt before the emperor and offered obeisance, as was proper etiquette for an imperial audience. Armored soldiers lined the room on either side, maintaining absolute silence. Every last one exuded an almost palpable martial valor. They made Julius both nervous and vigilant, and he naturally took extra care not to do anything that might be considered inappropriate in this place.
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Vincent:  Vincent winked and said, “Miklotov, you’ve aged so much since I saw you last.” His expression never shifted as he offered a jabbing remark in place of a proper greeting.
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Miklotov:  "Hmm." Miklotov said with a familiar sigh. “But you, Your Majesty, look ever more radiant. It makes it all too clear to me how much these old bones have wasted away… You see, even the color is gone from my hair.”
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Vincent:  “An old tree never had so shrewd a tongue. It’s been seven years now since I assumed the throne, but I’ve never seen a single hint of color in your hair since the day we first met.”
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Miklotov:  “Oh, you haven’t? Hmm. A slip of my memory, then. You know what age does to a man. Perhaps I ought to start making preparations to really retire.” Miklotov patted his white beard as he gently deflected the emperor’s comment.
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Vincent:  “Hah.” Vincent chuckled, knowing Miklotov intended to do no such thing. “If you were to withdraw from public service, it would surely be a bitter blow to Lugunica. Though, we in the empire might welcome such a development. Ah, but enough of feeling each other out. Lay your heart before me, Miklotov.”
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Miklotov:  “A rather intimidating command from Your Majesty.”
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Vincent:  “Poorly advised wordplay will do you little good here. Be careful that a slip of the tongue does not sully your reputation in your twilight years.”
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Bordeaux:  “This princeling is even more uncouth than I’d heard. I guess I’d expect no less than perfect arrogance from the emperor of Volakia.” Namely, he chose to criticize the emperor, quietly, but to his face.