conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Hey, isn’t that Master Thane?” When we finally decided to call it a day, we saw Thane on our way back. He lingered alone in the courtyard right by the main palace gates, facing a painting of the royal family.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Hello, Master Thane. What brings you here?” Claire greeted him on behalf of all of us.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Thane glanced over somberly and then looked back at the painting. “I was just looking at the portrait of my mother.”
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conversations.value:  I followed his gaze to the portrait of the former Queen Lulu.
conversations.prefix: Thane:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Lady Lulu was beautiful. This painting doesn’t do her justice, though. It doesn’t capture the way her inner beauty shone through,”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  She wasn’t just paying Thane lip service; the former queen really was exquisite. Her silver hair shone and her ethereal red eyes captivated. I’d never dare say something so improper out loud, of course, but she made me think of a courtesan—heartbreaking and fragile. The Bauer Kingdom had gained stability when Lulu became queen, and she was remembered as the country’s radiant savior. Unlike Queen Riche, who was tied closely to the Church, Lulu had come from an Alpecian background. She’d helped the Bauer Kingdom establish an alliance with the Alpes that allowed them to successfully drive back the Nur Empire.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “My mother wasn’t just beautiful. She was also kind…” Thane said sadly, not taking his eyes away from the portrait.
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conversations.value:  “You loved her so deeply,” Claire said. As Dole’s daughter, she’d visited the castle from a young age and shared memories of the former queen.
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conversations.value:  “Yeah, but I don’t remember her very well…” Thane said in a self-deprecating way. Queen Lulu had been unable to recover from Thane’s birth, leaving her bedridden.
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conversations.value:  “I wonder…if she hated me?”
conversations.prefix: Thane:
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conversations.value:  “Impossible. What mother could hate her own child?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “But her life ended prematurely because of me. In her final years, she could barely get out of bed, let alone go to the social events she loved so much.” According to the game’s character guide, Queen Lulu had loved high society life, with its parties and events. She had been right at home in the palace, surrounded by noble schemes and plots. Thane understood being bedridden had deprived her of those joys, and in that sense his sentiment was understandable.
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conversations.value:  “This may be hard for a man to understand, but a woman’s child is always special to her,” Claire said in an attempt to comfort Thane.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  Unfortunately, she was just repeating platitudes. I knew some mothers found themselves unable to love their children—not that I was going to bring up that inconvenient truth in front of Thane.
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