conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Children make errors. Once she sees more of the world and learns the reality of governance, she’ll come to understand the truth in Your Majesty’s words.”
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I—”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Josef cut her short. “Lady Philine, I implore you, hold your tongue.”
conversations.prefix: Josef:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Philine reluctantly stayed silent.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Studying him closely, I saw sweat lining his brow. It seemed to me that he had foreseen where this conversation would lead if he stepped in—not exile but execution. He didn’t want to lose Philine, who was perhaps the empire’s sole chance for reform.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Humph… So you’ll go that far, old man?” Dorothea snorted. “Very well. Philine’s sentence will remain as it was. Exile.”
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Thank you very much, Your Majesty.”
conversations.prefix: Josef:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Take her away.”
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Philine looked like she still had something to say but kept quiet, obediently allowing herself to be removed from the premises.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Rae Taylor, Claire François. I originally intended to exile you two as well, but I will dismiss your transgressions on account of my debt to you. However, there will be no such clemency in the future.” With those words, Dorothea stood. Claire and I could do nothing but bow as she left.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea: