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Isaura
Concern now flows freely in her veins as she witnesses her sister's vulnerability ~ Perhaps I was wrong to refuse her request... she certainly couldn't rule a kingdom with such an ostrich attitude. ~ Then blinks her eyes ~ Ostrich? What ostrich? ~ So perhaps she had seen this exotic-sounding creature in her youth, too ~ Cease your meanderings, Isaura! Focus! ~ She grits her teeth, breathing heavily ~ I think it might just be too unfair to Sorsha as well as the people, to force her to be the ruler. ~ Glancing at Gudrun ~ I wonder... ~ Shaking her head resolutely ~ There you go, just as irresponsible as you accused Sorsha of being! ~ She inhales deeply ~ You'll have to assume the leadership until you find a WILLING replacement... and that's final.
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