conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Rain poured over me as I lay there, unable to move. The moment I understood I wasn’t long for this world, memories overflowed within me. Perhaps this was my life flashing before my eyes. With difficulty, I moved my gaze to the side and saw a man reaching out to me.
conversations.prefix: Melia:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “…Melia!”
conversations.prefix: Dole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Oh, Dole. My beloved Dole. I am truly blessed to have met you. I was known as the “Iron Lady of House Larnach.” House Larnach was the household I was born to, headed by an earl. I was not very expressive as a child, but I was a quick learner. From an early age, I excelled in studies, etiquette, and magic. I was particularly good at using magic to fight, able to go toe to toe and then some with even the soldiers of the Royal Guard. As many found it ridiculous for a woman to wield such skill in combat, I was called the “Iron Lady” in mockery. I always struggled to connect with others. I enjoyed talking to people, but the conversations were always one-sided. Being the daughter of an earl, I was never by myself—but even so, I felt alone. I threw myself into the glitzy world of high society and met many people, but even then, found few outside my family whom I could open up to. Everyone I met would claim I was too fastidious. I considered my values normal for someone raised with the strict guidance befitting the daughter of an earl, but the other nobles I met called me inflexible. This went both ways—I, in turn, found them lax and couldn’t understand how they neglected their duties so. If I were more experienced in interacting with others, then maybe things would have turned out better. Unfortunately, my time spent with other people did nothing to heal my sense of solitude. In what felt like no time at all, I’d grown convinced I would never find someone who truly understood me. I resigned myself to that fate. Even so, I swore to live true to who I was and be a proud Bauer noble. I grew even more isolated from others in the years to come, but I stopped caring.
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