So You Have The Undead Curse As Well. She Said, Remembering What He Told Her Before. It Made Her Feel...uneasy,

“So you have the Undead curse as well.” She said, remembering what he told her before. It made her feel...uneasy, knowing that this man was technically dead but not. Like something was off in the Spiral. It itched her skin, to the put she had to rub her arms to make the feeling disappear. She had a feeling the apprehension showed on her face.

“My apologies for my reaction, it’s just...I have never been around anyone like that before.” She apologized, beginning to pick at the bodice of her dress. She hoped she didn’t mean to offend him, but he seemed to be a man that doesn’t take offense easily.

“You have quite the backstory. It’s almost outlandish. But you do have the scar and the way you told your story was too...logical, in a sense, to be untrue. So I shall choose to believe it. Unless proven otherwise.” She stated carefully, sipping her white wine.

“Well, you have told me your backstory, even when you have shown that you were pained by it. It is only fair that I tell you mine. At least the parts that people who know me relatively well know.” She admitted, eating another Arancini ball.

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“Hmmm, how very interesting. I think that is the perfect punishment for such a disrespectful noble. Alma.” Lucette purred, calling out to Alma.

“Your Highness?”

“Take the Duke outside into the courtyard and gather the nobles that are in the palace there. Inform the guards as well.” She commanded releasing the Duke for him to be grabbed by the musketeers and dragged out the room.

“Your Highness please! Mercy!”

“Mercy flew out the window the minute you threatened to give your support to the Rebels. I’ll be sure to inform Uncle about your...untimely passing. And your mother. I’m sure she’ll be very displeased with you falling from grace.” Lucette threw back at him, waving with a wide smile as he was taken to the courtyard.

“My dear apologies for the interruption and bringing you into all this. But an example must be made that just because Uncle isn’t here, does not mean that the laws of this land and rules of court have also went with him.” She explained apologetically, a hand messing with her wild curls.

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Dialogue prompts with a raw, powerful energy

“I’ll do whatever you want” “Then perish”

“My boy, this peace is what all true warriors strive for!”

“What you gonna do? You gonna shoot me?! Better make it count! better kill me in one shot!”

“If god had wanted you to live he would not have created me”

“I am the monument to all your sins”

“Will you fight? Or will you perish like a dog?”

“You know I had to do it to em”

“My city now”

“I’d die for you” “you will…”

“I won’t hesitate, bitch!”

“If it were not for the law of this land, I would have slaughtered you!”

“You are not immune to propaganda”

“Well, there is no god here today. Just me”

“I beg to differ” “then beg”

“What the hell is that?!” “You know what this is, bitch”

“Trust me, given the legal opportunity, I will kill you”

“Don’t ever talk to me or my son ever again”

“What the hell are you doing? Are you out of your fucking mind?!”

“You better scramble like an egg, before you get folded like an omelette”

“Mom says it’s my turn on the XBox”

“You put that thing back where it came from or so help me!”

“Now I am become death, destroyer of worlds”

“Why don’t you just kill me?” “Your punishment must be more severe”

“I can’t drown my demons, they know how to swim”

“I will face god and walk backwards into hell”

“Surprise, bitch. Bet you thought you’d seen the last of me”

“You Fool! This isnt even my final form! Wait until you see my true power!”

“Do not cry brother. Our time shall come soon enough. For they know nothing of our god…”

“Every day we stray further from gods light…”

“Hey peebrain, you teleport?”

“You may spank it, Once”

“Take it easy, dude. But take it”

“Pathetic…”

“Don’t believe his lies”

“Even now, the evil seed of what you have done germinates within you”

“I speak for the trees, and the trees say shut the fuck up”

“We have nothing to lose but our chains”

“It’s my sleepover and I get to choose the movie!”

“Well I’ll tell ya what, you can give up now, or you can dig it out, because I certainly can’t do it without you, and I know you can’t do it without me!”

“You are already dead”

“Then what’s there to stop me from becoming a god?”

“I’d sell you to Satan for a single corn chip”

“It’s over! I have the higher ground!” “You underestimate my power…”

“Where’s your god now?”

“If I were not a holy woman, I’d beat you senseless”

“From hells heart, I stab at thee!”

“Every second you’re not running, I’m only getting closer”

“What is a god…to a cowboy?”

“I see now the circumstances of ones birth are irrelevant, it it’s what we do with the gift of life that defines who we are”

“It’s not over… it’s never over…”

“Heh, maybe. I hope so.” She murmured sadly, looking down at her lap, before once again going on with her story.

“Life continued on like that until I was eight years old. That’s when everything changed like a claw scratching down a picture. A-A few hours after I had arrived in Valencia, some....some band of pirates raided my parents Mooshu home. T-They killed them both and burned down it all down to try to hide the evidence!” She growled out, her hands tightening on the armrest of the chair while tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. Even after all of these years, the wounds still sting, running far too deep within her to ever be truly healed, even by time.

“On that same day, my grandfather disappeared without a trace. They searched all over Valencia for him, but could never find him. I had no one left but my uncle to care for me. I vividly remember the funeral, a sea of people dressed in black, side eyeing me pitying looks. I could hear their whispers of them guessing what will happen to me. Orphanage? Distant family? Sent away to some random place? No, my uncle took care of me, as he always had.” She continued, calming down a bit but the anger remained. She remembers whimpering through her tears as she felt the stares of hundreds of people on her back. She recalls the overwhelming comfort and safety she felt when her uncle wrapped an arm around her, the black cloak hiding her from view. She felt protected.

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“You are welcome. And indeed it is. Though the kitchen clockworks can’t eat, they seem to understand the human taste buds very well.” She replied, cutting Arcturus a slice of cake first before getting her own.

“Also, the Duke of Morono has asked a private audience with you.”

“Tell him no. I refuse his idiotic marriage purposal just like the last time. I’m tired of suitors chasing the hem of my dress everytime I even glance in their direction.” She denied forcefully, stuffing another piece of cake into her mouth. Only to almost choke on it at Alma’s next words.

“he has demanded that you speak with him about it and has threatened to provide aid to the Rebels if you continue to refuse.”

Before she could comprehend what she was doing, Lucette shot up from her seat, knocking her chair to the ground, and slammed her hands down on the table, rattling everything.

“Bring him here, now! He thinks that just because Uncle is gone, that I will kneel down to whatever demand and threat that dares to spill from those pig lips?! Let’s see if he has the guts to say those very words to my face! Bring him right here, right now!” She ordered, her eyes once shining brightly now shining with a different, more enraged fire.

“He is already here at the palace. He had arrived just a few minutes ago. I will summon him in immediately, Your Highness.” Alma replied calmly, her body stiffening as she sent a message to the guards to bring the Duke to Lucette private dining room.

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You ‘never wanted things to turn out this way’?                      Maybe you should have thought about that                                                          before you ensured they’d become this way.