>>19484746Lady Bae of Trowingston: Good morrow my fine suited genteman! I am contacting you to hark a personal rendevous with yours truly.
Sir Archduke Reginald of Mentbaseshire: Ah! I do indeed foretell of the herald hark! However, I cannot agree to such adjuctions, for I am reveling in merriment over capturing strange and mythical beasts!
Lady Bae of Trowingston: Indeed! However the season of affection is upon us, and I too, as a daunty flower amongst the field of feminitity, have bloomed to Nature's call! I beseech thee! My guards and residence beith emptier than the yearning within mine heart!
Sir Archduke Reginald of Mentbaseshire: SILENCE THY EXCITEABLE TONGUE WOMAN! I AM STILL REVELING MERRILY!
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