conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What do we have to learn from them, then? When it comes to the empire’s cuisine, we know far more than these outsiders."
conversations.prefix: Chef:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "That is wrong." A voice suddenly said from the entrance.
conversations.prefix: Voice:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Y-Your Majesty?! And Lady Philine." With the appearance of the Empress and the imperial princess, the chefs all dropped to a knee and bowed, starting with the head chef.
conversations.prefix: Chef:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "As you were. I care not for formalities."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Has everyone been well?"
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "You insist you have nothing to learn from this young girl, but that is wrong. The head chef and the other experienced chefs will handle improving the empire’s formal cuisine. You greener chefs will instead focus on introducing new dishes to the empire. Aleah here is Rae Taylor’s student and is well versed in a variety of new dishes." The young chefs looked at Aleah again, who was standing as imposingly as she could with her arms crossed, chin raised, and a smug look on her face.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "But surely Miss Rae would be a better teacher?"
conversations.prefix: Chef:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Rae is busy with other matters… Or do you mean to say you are dissatisfied with my decision?"
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "N-no, not at all!"
conversations.prefix: Chef:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I realize you have your pride, but you must swallow that pride for the sake of the empire’s future. Philine and I shall join you as well."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Your Majesty?!"
conversations.prefix: Chef:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Dorothea ignored the shocked chefs and walked over to Aleah. Philine followed behind, a bit flustered. "Aleah. Your performance at the cook-off was exceptional. I look forward to your lesson."
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "As do I." The two bowed their heads to the girl only half their height, further confounding the chefs.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Understood. But your dress is unacceptable."
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Hm? Is there a problem?"
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Yes. In what world do people cook while wearing armor?"
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I see. I shall take it off then." Dorothea touched the imperial crest on her pitch-black armor, causing it to disappear.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Wha—Your Majesty?!"
conversations.prefix: Chef:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Your Majesty, that is unbecoming of a lady. Please put this on at once."
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "I doubt my body is anything to look at, but I suppose you are right." Dorothea put on the chef uniform Philine had brought with her, allowing us to finally continue.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea: