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Isaura
She curtseys lowly before Galadria ~ "Thank you so much for your offer, Lady Galadria. Truly, I appreciate your ready offers of assistance and wish I could even repay a tenth of them." ~ Glancing up ~ "I will try to be more useful than before... I..." ~ The image of Raymond's wounded expression flits across her mind ~ "... and I will strive to be a competent ruler."
Straightening herself ~ "But we shall move on to destroy these beastly orcs, before I assume my birthright." ~ Her eyes darken momentarily and jaw muscles tighten grimly.
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