As Rishe picks herbs for Kyle from her garden, Michel, a scholar she apprenticed under in her third life, appears before her. Later, at the party, Rishe spots Arnold and Kyle quietly slip away. She follows them and overhears Kyle make a bold request.
This individual is our empire's—
—هذا الشّخص هو
Sie ist in unserem Reich …
Esta señorita es…
Esta señorita es…
– Mais c’est notre…
– Cela ne me dérange pas.
Lei è la futura imp—
No futuro, ela será nossa...
Между прочим, она...
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