conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  We visited Rod at the palace after class the next day. The eldest prince’s room was spacious and handsomely furnished in warm, fashionable colors that evoked his affinity with the fire attribute. Claire’s family home astounded, but it had nothing on this room. Lilly, who lived an honorable life of poverty at the Church, looked especially uncomfortable in the midst of this luxury. As for me? It’s rude to get hung up on comparisons, so I’ll plead the fifth for now.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  “I don’t care for small talk, so let’s get right to the point. Salas and Dole are embezzling.” He always reeked of confidence, but today his certainty was especially clear.
conversations.prefix: Rod:
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conversations.value:  “Master Rod, you say this because you have definitive evidence, correct?” I thought Claire would blow up, but she started with sheer logic. Perhaps she had cooled off overnight.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  “No, I don’t.”
conversations.prefix: Rod:
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conversations.value:  “Y-you don’t?” Lilly said, sounding almost disappointed.
conversations.prefix: Lilly:
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conversations.value:  “Well, wait. The only thing I don’t have is definitive evidence. I have loads of circumstantial evidence.” Rod said, pulling out a notebook. “Salas and Dole are both smart. They haven’t exactly left a paper trail.” He showed us records proving that, at the very least, money tended to disappear around Salas and Dole. He also showed us a list of nobles suspected to be tangentially involved.
conversations.prefix: Rod:
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conversations.value:  “Can’t you just arrest those people?” Claire asked, suggesting she believed her father was innocent.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  “They may be the ones getting their hands dirty, but they’re not the masterminds. It’d be like cutting off a lizard’s tail—it’d just grow back. We learned that the hard way. Took in a batch, but more just cropped up in their place.” He fixed his gaze on me. "So, what are you going to do?”
conversations.prefix: Rod:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “May I have a copy of these materials?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  “I figured you would say that, so I had one made.” Rod rang the bell on the table. A servant came in with a stack of papers, which I took.
conversations.prefix: Rod:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Thank you, Master Rod. We will be going now.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  “Wait one moment, Rae Taylor.” Rod said, stopping me as I rose to leave. He’d used my full name for some reason, which gave me a bad feeling.
conversations.prefix: Rod:
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conversations.value:  “What is it?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  “Oh, it’s nothing. I just…thought I should ask you while you were here.” It wasn’t like Rod to hesitate. My apprehension intensified.
conversations.prefix: Rod:
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conversations.value:  “I really don’t want to hear it.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  “Don’t say that.”
conversations.prefix: Rod:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “May I leave?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  “Not yet. Rae Taylor, would you do me the honor of marrying me?”
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