human
Lanak:  Good morning, Aeti. Did you sleep well?” Lanak said, seated atop a white throne as he noticed her arrival at the castle's main hall where three mages were having an audience with the king.
gpt
Tinasha:  “I did, thank you. Who are these people?”
human
Lanak:  “Ah yes. Apparently, they’re about to head out to a city in Tayiri.” Lanak chuckled.
gpt
Tinasha:  “To go burn that city?” Her question sounded like a little girl’s, and one of the three mages nodded with emphatic aggression.
human
Mage:  “Yes. A declaration of war.”
gpt
Tinasha:  “Then I’ll do it.”
human
Mage:  “What?! But…” She’d made the statement rather lightly, twirling her hair, and the three mages exchanged bewildered looks.
gpt
Tinasha:  “I’m allowed to ask for whatever I want. I will go to the city. You three go prepare for war or something.” Tinasha fixed the mages with powerful eyes the color of darkness and the bearing of royalty.