[id: two-shot of both ladies seated next to each other in the medieval loveseat. lady thornapple turns to the other and, with an awkward expression on her face, spouts: “i am thy faithful servant, lady mille. an thou badst me lay my naked body across a pit of vipers to use as a bridge i would do so without hesitation.” lady mille looking somewhat surprised says, “well, it needn’t come to that…” /end id]

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