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Ilsa and Jacinthe in room one
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"I'm considering many possibilities but one of the likeliest is that I will conquer it personally and then join it to the Midlands as a member nation. If possible I'd prefer to have it ruled by someone I trust rather than take it myself, but I'm not sure yet whether that will turn out to be practical."

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"Do you have anyone you trust yet?"

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"I have you, but it's likely that the best place for you will be at home in your own world."

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"Why would you trust me?"

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"I trust you because I took you with my power, so I know that you are devoted to me, and although I don't know you very well yet I do judge you to be competent."

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"Oh. Okay. No more questions for now."

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Smile. "How are you feeling?"

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"I'm feeling very good, Ilsa." 

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"Are you hungry? Do you have any other needs or desires at the moment?"

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She hesitates. 

"I'm not hungry yet, Ilsa. I..." she falters, heat rising in her cheeks. 

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Gentle smile. "It's all right. What is it?"

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She hesitates another moment, then kneels at Ilsa's feet, resting her head on Ilsa's knee. 

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...Ilsa smiles, and rests her hand on Jacinthe's head. "Thank you," she murmurs. "I appreciate it when my people express their preferences to me."

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She melts, all the tension draining out of her. 

"Thank you," she whispers. "I was afraid you wouldn't like it." 

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"I understand," she says. "I'm glad you were able to overcome that fear. Even if you ask me for something I don't want to give you, I will still be glad to know what you wanted." And she gently pets Jacinthe's hair.

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