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[color=#000080]“How much longer until we can rest? This ride has been killing my dearest behind.”[/color] A rather agitated Perrenchwoman asked. [color=#AA4069]“Only a couple more hours, Ma’am. We’ve been In Perrence for a while now, never thought it would be that big.”[/color] A rather well dressed boy proclaimed. [color=#000080]“Ah yes, that’s why it’s been so much more pleasant to breathe here. We’re no longer in those stinking marches!.... It feels good to be in a proper country again.”[/color] [color=#AA4069]“I believe the Drudgunzen countries would also be considered proper, Ma’am.”[/color] The boy reluctantly spoke back. [color=#000080]“The Drudgunze and proper don’t mix, dear Karl. Just look at my sweet daughter, I tried to make her the best young lady a Perrenchman can dream of… but she turned out rather… undesirable…”[/color] The woman had a rather disgusted looking face, while the boy still looked on without much emotion. [color=#AA4069]“I believe there is still hope for lady Dorothea to get an influential husband…”[/color] [color=#000080]“But my poor girl has set her sights upon an unachievable dream. To think she believes she could make that horrible place a great country.”[/color] The woman scoffed.

[color=#000080]“I tried my hardest to teach her that Feska will die sooner or later but she just won’t listen. To think she’d be foolish enough to court a Kerreman is beyond me. If he was a royal I might let it slip, but he is nothing more than a backwater noble with no useful land.”[/color] The mother lamented. [color=#AA4069]“Ma’am, I do believe your daughter has good qualities. Her baking is to die for, for one.”[/color] The servant smiled warmly. [color=#000080]“I’m sure a servant wouldn’t understand… but baking is for commoners to do, not for nobles. My daughter inherited mostly nothing from the family, if only she had inherited something good she would have been more desirable as a wife.”[/color] [color=#AA4069]“I believe she is suitable enough…”[/color] The servant feared the other’s response, only to hear nothing back. 

[color=#000080]“Why is that damned school so far north!”[/color] the woman became even more agitated. [color=#AA4069]“I believe we should arrive in a matter of days, Ma’am.”[/color] Karl proclaimed softly. [color=#000080]“Good, let’s hope my daughter didn’t become too improper there.”[/color]