conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "If I achieve the higher score on this test, this commoner will leave the Academy. If, for some reason, I can’t beat her, I will grant her a single favor.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Expulsion and enrollment within the institute are decided by the King, you know. I don’t think such a condition can be enforced.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “There will be no need to enforce it. The commoner will leave the school of her own accord, shamed by her lack of talent.” Claire let out her shrill laugh, as if she had already won.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Are you really okay with this, Rae?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yes.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Then it’s decided. We can’t have her going back on your promise, so you will be the witness, Misha. That’s fine with you, isn’t it, commoner?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yes! Just thinking about doing something for Miss Claire makes me so excited!”
conversations.prefix: Misha:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I will not lose! Now, swear to God!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Swear to God!”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “And I am witness to your accord…” In this world, swearing to God was deeply significant. Breaking such a vow was nigh unthinkable for both aristocrats and commoners. That was just how Claire and I finally broke the ice.
conversations.prefix: Claire: