conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "There’s no merit in getting on your bad side any more than I already am."
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "Sure…" I didn’t hate Hilda or anything, but I certainly didn’t like her either. If anything, I supposed I found her difficult to deal with because she was so similar to me. “The princess’s room, correct? Right this way.” Hilda led the way. “I heard through the grapevine that you can predict the future. Is that true, Rae Taylor?”
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Of course not.” Hilda had probably heard rumors from undercover spies in Bauer around the time of the revolution, but I wasn’t about to confirm anything.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Then what was that you said to me earlier about me ‘dreaming a little big,’ I wonder?”
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Crap. I had said that, hadn’t I? I’d just been trying to keep her in check, but maybe it had backfired. “Just some good insight.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Truthfully? I’m impressed. But that insight, or whatever it may be, appears to be a bit flawed.”
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Huh? What does she mean by that?
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “We’re here.” Hilda said, standing before what had to be Philine’s room. “I shall take my leave then.”
conversations.prefix: Hilda:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Thank you very much.” I watched her go before knocking on Philine’s door. “Yes…?” a voice said from inside. “It’s Rae. I heard you wanted to talk with me?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Please enter.”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Pardon me.” I opened the door and stepped inside. It had been unlocked. A bit careless, no? The room was dark for some reason. The lamps were all off, preventing me from seeing very far. “Lady Philine?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Back here, Rae.”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I moved toward her voice. I have a bad feeling about this… “Rae…” Philine was standing in her bedroom, before her bed, facing away from me. “Why are the lamps off?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I didn’t want you to see.”
conversations.prefix: Philine:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Huh?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  “I’m surely making…an awful face right now.” Without a pause, she lunged at me. “Lady…Philine? !” She pinned me to the ground, her hands locked around my neck. “Please…die…Rae Taylor.”
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