conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Welcome. You may approach.” Dorothea had summoned me to her audience chamber—alongside Aleah, strangely enough. We hadn’t brought any of Aleah’s formal wear with us to the empire, so we had to put in an emergency rush order at the same shop where I’d bought my dress. She looked absolutely, positively adorable. Claire had come with us but was currently waiting in the antechamber, as she hadn’t been personally summoned. Dorothea leaned back deeply on her throne, Josef as ever by her side. “I hear the culinary reforms bode well. Well done, Rae,” she said.
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conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yeah, well, the imperial chefs already had the skills. I just gave them the chance to use them,” I replied. I honestly didn’t think I deserved the credit. All I’d done was persuade Dorothea, participate in a cook-off, and send Aleah to train the young chefs—as well as a variety of insignificant things not worth mentioning.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I shall grant you a reward,” Dorothea said. “Name it.”
conversations.prefix: Dorothea:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “All right. I’ve already asked this of Hilda, but I reiterate my request that the Bauer exchange students receive special protection from the demons.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Mmm… Very well."
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