conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Indeed. The one and only, supposedly exiled, Philine Nur. “Haaah…haaah… I’ve returned, Mother.”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Philine? Why are you here?” Dorothea looked doubtfully at Philine, who fought to catch her breath. Her confusion was understandable; Philine was probably the last person she’d expected to appear.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Please wait, Lady Philine!”
conversations.prefix: Soldier:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Princess Philine!” A crowd of people poured in behind her. Many of them wore military uniforms—more specifically the uniform of the soldiers-in-training.
conversations.prefix: Soldier:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You’re…Adelina Reiner, Otto Reiner, Hildegard Eichrodt, and Friedelinde Eimer?” murmured Dorothea.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “We’ve come to make an appeal, Your Majesty.”
conversations.prefix: Adelina:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Hey.”
conversations.prefix: Otto:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Forgive me, I just couldn’t say no to the Princess.”
conversations.prefix: Hildegard:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’ve come to avenge my homeland!” Each of the people who appeared to stand against Dorothea had something to say to her. A patriot who had once planned a coup d’état to try to save her country, Adelina. A boy who had plotted to assassinate the Empress out of concern for his sister, Otto. An official working toward peace with Philine, Hilda. And a princess trying to revive her country, Frieda.
conversations.prefix: Friedelinde:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “What farce is this, Philine?” Dorothea demanded.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “This is no farce, Mother. We’re here to tell you it’s over. You’ve been beaten,” Philine boldly declared. Not a trace of her former weakness remained.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Ha…ha ha ha…ha ha ha ha ha! You, of all people, think you can win against me, Dorothea Nur?” Dorothea broke out into wild laughter, as if the very idea of Philine beating her was a joke. She continued to laugh for some time before saying, “How humorous. Show me how you’ll beat me, then. If you can’t, I shall cut you down here and now.” For the time being, she had agreed to hear Philine out. Philine reached into her bag and pulled out a sheaf of papers.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea: