human
Oscar:  Compared with the gruesome era colored by war and betrayal that was the Dark Age, the Age of Witches was largely peaceful, with only a few currents of discord. Perhaps that was the natural result of people cowering in fear of the supremely powerful witches. Oscar eyed Tinasha, a witch capable of taking on an entire army alone.
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Oscar:  "Destroyed a country in one night, huh? That’s more than just an old story?"
human
Tinasha:  "The Dark Age was rife with tales like that." Tinasha said with a smile, but her dark eyes revealed none of what she was thinking. She realized Oscar was staring at her and arched one shapely brow. "If you’ve learned your history, then you should behave more responsibly. Keep acting recklessly, and you’ll end up dead someday without understanding why."
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Oscar:  "You can talk about my death all you want, but I have your protective barrier on me as long as you’re alive, don’t I? Doesn’t that mean we’ll die at the same time? Shouldn’t we just get married?" Oscar grinned.
human
Tinasha:  "Don’t lump us together! I’m not marrying you!" Tinasha spat.
gpt
Tinasha:  The barrier she had cast on Oscar was an extraordinary one that could protect him from all magical and physical attacks. While it had a few limitations and blind spots, it afforded every defense that magic could provide. So long as Tinasha was alive, the barrier on Oscar would remain intact, making it practically a cheat. The witch rolled her eyes at the prince. "You need to learn your place. Here I am trying to break your curse, but it’ll all be pointless if you get yourself killed doing something else."
human
Oscar:  As heir to his country, Oscar had a heavy burden on his shoulders. When he was but a child, he’d been cursed to be the end of his line by the Witch of Silence. The wicked spell cloaked any unborn child of his blood in such a powerful protective charm that no mother’s body could bear it.