conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I hadn’t eaten much these past few days, nor slept much, for that matter—perhaps because I kept seeing her in my dreams. I was at my limit, physically and mentally, so I couldn’t help but be excited at her arrival. I got up, about to burst through the door and break out of the room—then stopped. I turned and saw my father’s gentle but sad expression. My heated emotions cooled all at once. …If I leave, my father will be all alone, I realized. Of course, he probably wanted nothing more than for me to go. But I could not bring myself to let him die alone. “Father, come wi—”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  “I’m afraid I cannot, Claire.” He turned me down before I could even say the words.
conversations.prefix: Father:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Why, Father? !”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “The people need something to make the end of our era feel real. My death is perfect for marking the end of the old world.” He stood by the window and looked outside. “You are loved dearly, Claire.” His tone was hard to describe, a complicated mix of exasperation and envy.
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conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I neared the window and looked out as well. I was not surprised by what I saw. “Rae…” She’d come alone. Salas’s private soldiers blocked her way, their bodies clad in magic armor. Her expression was one of desperation as she flung her magic outward like it was the last chance she’d ever have to do so.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It’s not too late, Claire. You can still go to her.” His gaze remained fixed on Rae.
conversations.prefix: Father:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I didn’t say a word in response. I couldn’t.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  He sighed. “I was ultimately unable to do so myself, but a life lived solely for the sake of love is by no means a poor life. I can shoulder the sins of the old world well enough on my own.” Feeling his gaze on me, I turned to look at him.
conversations.prefix: Father:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “…Father?” On his face was an expression I had never seen from him before.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I haven’t been a very good father to you, have I, Claire?”
conversations.prefix: Father:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “That’s not true!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “No, it is. Ever since I lost Melia, I devoted myself to nothing but trying to bring down the nobility.”
conversations.prefix: Father:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  I couldn’t make sense of what he was trying to say. Did he feel like he hadn’t been there for me? But I’d never once begrudged him for anything.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “To that end, I’ve sacrificed many things. My beliefs, my ideals, my money, my pride…even my one and only beloved daughter.”
conversations.prefix: Father:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Please stop, Father. I understand very well why you did what you did. I’ve never once doubted you loved me.” I grew up spoiled. I was a selfish noble, and I was not afraid to admit it.
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