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“No... No, that’s not... It’s not... It was supposed to--”
“They’re... They’re all so pretty...”
"Miss Linde's swimsuit is so cute... I kind of want one like it."
"The finals...! Congratulations, Prince Lyon! You've come so far! And congratulations to Sir Ike too, of course. It was an engaging match from start to finish!"
“Prince Leo-- As soon as we have the necessary materials, if you could just let me borrow that tome of yours for a moment... I think we could do something extraordinary with a bit of refinement. Ready for the front lines, your highness?”
“...Hey, is this...?”
She crouches down, carefully picking up the accessory sitting at Feh’s ( wait, no, it seems to be a stuffed toy of their beloved mascot ) feet. A simple golden mask, surprisingly lighter than it had looked...
“Bruno’s...?”
“I kind of want to send her back to the castle, given that’d be a lot safer, but... Princess Fjorm seems pretty set on keeping her with us. Guess I can’t blame her. If it were me, I’d want to keep my brother close after all that...”