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conversations.value:  "YOU MUST BE JOKING!" My shout shook the room. It was already late in the evening. We were in my dorm room at the Royal Academy.
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conversations.value:  Ralaire cowered back on the desk, trying to make herself small.
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conversations.value:  After being freed from prison, Rae gave me some unbelievable news. First off, she was no longer a student of the Academy but had been appointed to the Secret Service, reporting directly to King l’Ausseil. Lilly and I were to aid her. Though surprising, this made sense. I even felt a little proud of her—a commoner—for rising above her station. But I was galled to find out she was tasked with investigating nobles for corruption, including my own father. "My father, corrupt?! You must be out of your mind!" My father was the very embodiment of a perfect Bauer noble. He had dedicated his life to serving the kingdom as its Minister of Finance. I would not stand to hear his name sullied.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  "Now, now, the king just has some doubts. Nothing is set in stone yet."
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conversations.value:  But I did not believe King l’Ausseil to be thekind of man to act on mere doubts. He had to have some basis for suspecting my father. "The fact that His Majesty would doubt my father at all makes me doubt His Majesty’s sanity! Has the François family not always protected the kingdom’s treasury with the utmost honor?!" Ever since my vacation with Rae, I’d come to question the edifice of the nobility as a whole. I’d even done some investigating of my own and learned of some nobles who were likely corrupt. But my father could never be one such person… Right?
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conversations.value:  "M-Miss Claire, this might actually be a valuable opportunity." Lilly, who looked terrified of me, spoke up all the same. She had just happened to come by my room before Rae returned to make her report.
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conversations.value:  "How so?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  "I-I also don’t want to believe my father is doing something corrupt. That’s why I think we should take this chance to prove our fathers’ innocence."
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conversations.value:  Lilly was being optimistic about this, and rightfully so, as she had a point. But it was harder to prove the absence of guilt than it was to prove guilt. Investigating our fathers and procuring nothing to prove their innocence could ruin their standing and result in them being wrongfully punished. "Wh-what sort of corruption are our fathers suspected of?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  "I don’t know yet. His Majesty told me to speak to Rod."
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conversations.value:  "Then let’s go see him already." I was eager to learn what manner of hogwash my father was suspected of.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  "Not today; it’s already dark out. I’m sure you’ll both ­receive official instructions from the king tomorrow, so let’s wait until then."
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conversations.value:  "...How vexing." I said. Rae was staying calm to balance out my loss of composure, it seemed. Or perhaps she was just always this calm.
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