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conversations.value:  "Are your injuries feeling better now, Claire?” Philine asked the next morning in our classroom. She’d been lavishing Claire with concern ever since our fight with the demon, even though she had been heavily injured as well.
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conversations.value:  “Thank you for worrying, Lady Philine, but as I said yesterday, I’m completely fine.” Claire was doing her best to be nice, but the endless worry understandably tired her out.
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conversations.value:  “So you say, but are you truly sure? While your body may have healed, I worry you might still be scarred by the memory of the event.”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
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conversations.value:  “I am not so soft. If anything, I feel the opposite. I want nothing more than to defeat Aristo, should we ever cross paths again.”
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conversations.value:  “Goodness…” They went on to have essentially the same exchange every morning since. I knew it was a good thing that we’d become friends with Philine, but I couldn’t help feeling like the girl was weird. She was too friendly. And also too close. Like, way too close. She kept making just a bit too much physical contact with Claire, raising all too many red flags in my eyes. Her feelings for Claire were definitely not those of friendship. I’d seen this person before—every time I looked in the mirror, as a matter of fact.
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conversations.value:  “Excuse me, Lady Philine? For the umpteenth time, Claire is mine. Think you could stop clinging to her like that?”
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conversations.value:  “Ah. R-right. I’m sorry, Rae, things just kind of happened…” Philine put her hands on her blushing cheeks and squirmed. What do you mean, ‘things just kind of happened’ I thought. I swore to not let my guard down with this girl.
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conversations.value:  “You’re imagining things, Rae. Lady Philine and I are friends. This level of intimacy is completely normal.” Claire wore a thin smile as she took the mediating role.
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conversations.value:  “Th-thank you, Claire!” If Philine were a dog, her tail would have been wagging furiously right now. Um, Miss Claire? What are you, some thickheaded light novel protagonist? She’s clearly fawning all over you.
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conversations.value:  “Lady Philine, you’re a member of the imperial family, right? Don’t you have a fiancé or something?”
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conversations.value:  “No, not yet.”
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conversations.value:  “Really? How unexpected. I figured an imperial princess would have a political marriage arranged for her.” At least, that was what Claire had said. I wasn’t too familiar with high society.
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conversations.value:  “Mother prefers to conquer through force rather than politics…” Philine muttered sadly. Certainly, Dorothea seemed the type to take what she wanted rather than negotiate for it. Not that I thought she was all brawn and no brain.
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