conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  …Rae, thank you for coming. I’m happy I could see you one last time before dying. I raised my magic wand up high. Salas hadn’t had our wands confiscated. Perhaps he had predicted this far?
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conversations.value:  "Claire? What are you doing?”
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conversations.value:  "Light! Magic Ray!” Four beams of light shot from the François family crests I summoned. The light tore through the window and seared the ground of the courtyard, leaving a mark. Just past the point of impact, Rae looked up at me in a daze. I was certain she understood what I meant to say.
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conversations.value:  "Claire…"
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conversations.value:  "This is my choice, Father." I watched Rae collapse to her knees. Manaria appeared out of nowhere, scooped up Rae, and fled with her in her arms.
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conversations.value:  "I, Claire François—beloved daughter of Dole François, Bauer’s great Minister of Finance—shall meet my end in November of Kingdom Year 2015." Once Manaria and Rae were completely gone from sight, I turned around and faced my father.
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conversations.value:  "Father, you were the greatest man Bauer has ever known, both as a noble and as a politician."
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conversations.value:  "Claire…"
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conversations.value:  "You were also the most loving father there ever was, and the greatest father I could have asked for."
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conversations.value:  "Oh, Claire…" He wrapped his arms tightly around me.
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conversations.value:  "It is my honor to die as a noble. This pride I hold on to is something I’ve inherited from you and my late mother. I wouldn’t give it up for the world."
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conversations.value:  "Thank you, Claire. I understand what you mean."
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conversations.value:  You truly are Melia’s child,” he said. With all my love, my resolve as a noble, and everything else, I hugged my father back.
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conversations.value:  "Of course. Let’s go apologize to her together once this is all over.”
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conversations.value:  Indeed… She deserves an apology.” For a brief, brief moment, my father frowned. Before I could think much of it, however, his usual dignified expression returned. I assumed I’d simply been mistaken about what I saw.
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conversations.value:  "Mother is kind, though.
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