conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Frieda didn’t lower her sword, but an ounce of reason returned to her face. “In exchange for your help, she can also pursue the restoration of your country.”
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You think those lies will trick moi?”
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It’s not a lie,” Claire said. “Lady Philine intends to change the empire.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “If it’s not a lie, then I question her sanity. Dorothea is Philine’s mother, no?”
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Please, hear me out, Frieda…no, Friedelinde Ur Melica!”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What?! How do you know that name? !” Frieda stared, shocked. Her true identity was a secret kept from even most of her allies.
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Sacrebleu… Who betrayed me? !”
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Nobody did,” Philine insisted. “I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors about the heroes of the revolution? Well, Claire and Rae have the power to foresee the future.”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Impossible…”
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I ask you then, do you believe there are any among your comrades who would betray you?”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Frieda said nothing, her eyes still hesitant. Philine pressed on. “I plan to challenge Mother for the throne. I’ll make her abdicate, and then I’ll change the empire itself. No longer will it be a force of torment. I’ll make it a gentle place, where no one need cry again.”
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You truly think you can do that?” Frieda scoffed.
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I thought I heard a tinge of self-derision in her voice, but it could just as easily have been regret for how she and her allies had achieved nothing of note, even after all this time.
conversations.prefix: Narrator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Not alone. But I know I can do it with your help, Frieda.”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Frieda went silent again.
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Please. I need your help.” Philine pleaded from her heart. But it wasn’t enough.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I can’t trust your words alone,” Frieda said.
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I had a feeling you might say something like that. Lilly?” Claire cut in.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Y-yes!” Lilly brought out what looked to be a letter and placed it on the floor.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What’s this?”
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I-It’s a secret message from the Spiritual Church. Pl-please, read it.”
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Frieda looked uncertain for a moment, but she cautiously approached and picked up the letter. “This is…a cardinal’s seal of authenticity!” The secret message within contained the Church’s assurance that Philine’s words were genuine. As I touched on before, to swear by God in this world carried significant meaning. A verbal promise between common folk was binding enough, but the word of a cardinal of the Spiritual Church was even more so. Naturally, the cardinal who had issued this message was Yu. Once it was certain we were going to seek alliance with the rebel forces, we had gone and asked Yu for help. She had been shocked, of course. She and Misha initially objected but eventually relented. They were citizens of Bauer before they were members of the Church.
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
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conversations.value:  “Frieda, won’t you at least hear us out?” Philine met Frieda’s eyes head-on.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
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conversations.value:  Frieda studied Philine’s expression for a while, but at length, she let out a deep sigh. “Okay. I will listen some. But it better be worthwhile.” Finally, she lowered her weapon.
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