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NARR: A new day.
ZONN: Well, that’s impressive. Only you could have pulled it off.
IPOLA: It was a group effort - and we had luck on our side.
ZONN: The Draconians and the Thrasans marching together. I would never have thought it.
IPOLA: They get along about as well as you’d expect.
ZONN: As well as we did with Kendrik’s people?
IPOLA: A bit better in some ways, worse in others. I swear if it hadn’t been for a bit of kismet, it mightn’t have happened at all.
NARR: A week earlier, in Greymouth.
THERIK: This is blasphemy! Blasphemy, your Majesty!
IPOLA: I know you weren’t chosen for your brains, Bishop, but try to get a few things through your head:
THERIK: You are just a … a … an Erogenian phantom! Why do you even listen to her, your Majesty?
GUDIK: Because she’s a Majesty, too and we’ll all listen to her, understood?
THRASAN: Dry work, eh?