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Oscar:  As Oscar watched steam virtually pour off her face, he recalled that she hadn’t given him an answer to his proposal yet. She was clearly wavering over what she should say. With a serious expression, Oscar said, “You can give me an answer whenever you’re ready.”
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Tinasha:  The proposal must have seemed a preemptive strike with no warning. Tinasha jumped like a cat when its tail was pulled. Blushing even deeper, she looked down and away. “I’m very sorry for keeping you waiting…”
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Oscar:  “No, I don’t mind. How many marriage proposals have you gotten since then? I know other countries must have sent some.”
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Tinasha:  A pause. “Seven.”
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Oscar:  “Wow. Which nations?” Oscar inquired, making no effort to hide his displeasure.
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Tinasha:  “What’s with that face?! I’m not telling you! They all just want to have me as their weapon anyway!” Tinasha cried, looking ready to fight.
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Oscar:  “Hmm, I wouldn’t be so sure.” Undoubtedly, lots of foreign powers coveted Tinasha as an instrument of war, but Oscar didn’t think that was the only motivation. He knew that on the day of her coronation, she must have unknowingly captivated the hearts of many who witnessed her in the flesh. But I’m the one who knows her better than any other.
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Tinasha:  Tinasha pouted at Oscar, then, in a small voice, asked, “What is it you like about me…?”
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Oscar:  “How weird you are.”
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Tinasha:  “What sort of an answer is that?” Tinasha shot back, deflated. But she picked herself back up quickly enough and let out a long exhale to reset her mood. Brushing long strands of black hair from her face, the queen of Tuldarr looked up at Oscar with a profound quality to her gaze. “You know nothing about me.”