conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "If you’re really going to squeeze me for an answer, then I guess ‘lively’ sounds about right?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Rae!” Claire scolded, even though I was tailoring my tone based on my knowledge of Dorothea’s personality from Revo-Lily.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Do you mean to say my city was not enough to impress you?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It wasn’t too different from the Bauer Kingdom.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “What of the myriad races my people represent? Surely that can’t be found in your kingdom.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh, yeah. That was a little impressive. Like, ‘Oh, wowzers, it’s really a meritocracy,’ you know?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Claire stared at me, mouth agape. I was speaking to the monarch of a massive empire with an unimaginable degree of rudeness. But I had a feeling this was the correct way to proceed.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Hmm…I see. So my empire was not enough to impress you. The Bauer Kingdom must be a more noteworthy nation than I first thought.”
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Oh, but I was impressed by how much the citizens adored Your Majesty. I figured they’d fear you.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “There is logic to ruling through fear, but it can’t compare to adoration and respect. And I’m a devout believer in rationality.”
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “You don’t say? I think it’s a pretty good way of going about things. By the way, can Your Majesty use mind control magic?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Rae? !”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Wha—Rae!” This time, it was Yu and Misha’s turn to be appalled. Maybe that was a little too direct? I thought as I waited for Dorothea’s answer.
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Pfft… Ha ha…” Dorothea’s shoulders trembled as she hung her head.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Ha ha ha ha! You seem to have full knowledge of my nature, Rae Taylor! You’re as mysterious as they say.”
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Sure.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Brainwashing, you said? Did you bring that trinket from your house of worship because you suspected such a thing?” Dorothea scoffed.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Yu’s eyes went wide in shock. Dorothea knew. And about the true form of the Tears of the Moon at that! Yu quickly lowered her head.
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Forgive our rudeness… We…”
conversations.prefix: Yu:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Enough. Your actions are logically sound. Well then, I sit before you now. Do you feel some sort of artificial adoration for me?”
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “No, not particularly. What about you, Miss Claire? Are you head over heels for Her Majesty yet?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Rae!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It’s fine. Speak your mind, Claire François. You’re Rae’s lover, are you not? Do you find yourself mesmerized by me?” Dorothea seemed to be enjoying herself now. So she even knew about our relationship?
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I think Her Majesty is a very interesting person, but I feel no artificial attraction toward you.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Of course not. Miss Claire is smitten with me, after all,”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Rae!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Ha ha ha ha! I see, I see! So I’m not even a threat? I find that slightly vexing.” Dorothea stood up and walked toward us, her mantle billowing, before stopping in front of Claire and me. Her intensity from up close was searing. She was beautiful. I’d heard she was in her late thirties, but she didn’t look a day older than her mid-twenties.
conversations.prefix: Dorothea: