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"You see? She's an easy audience." The Duchess says as she extends her arms. "Basically, we all be frank with each other. Can I promise that everyone will be truthful within the hour of our stay in this little dimension, then?"

Azkadia shakes her head a bit... but nevertheless she sits on a chair she conjures up for herself. Elsewhere in the dimension, everyone is given a chair of their own thanks to the Wiccen.

"As you say, Duchy. As you say."

Anastasia sits with a straight gaze at the Duchess' sneer of triumph. In her head, she somehow knew... things would end up not as intended.