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[theidlemaiden]

𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴, 𝘑𝘪𝘭𝘭. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦.

[ Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit - ]

𝘏𝘮, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦? 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦.

[ Was that smooth enough? Dear Goddess, she doesn't ask for much but she's praying that that wasn't suspicious at all. ]

[glaciare]

Forgive me, Hilda, but this seems rather convoluted for a simple ring.

I shall do as you say, however.

( BUT SHE'LL BE SUSPICIOUS AS SHE DOES SO. )

[theidlemaiden]

[ Dear Goddess, what has Hilda ever done to you? Was it the hundreds of one time she fell asleep during chapel? Was it the endless pranks she and Claude pulled on Lorenz for their own amusement? Was it stealing the last sweet bun from Lysithea? ]

𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴!

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘑𝘪𝘭𝘭.

[ If Dan Heng had taught her a sad emote, there would have been one there. ]

[glaciare]

No, please. It isn't any trouble at all. You're doing a wonderful thing, I shouldn't question further.

[theidlemaiden]

[ Thank GODDESS. ]

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 

𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵!