[And instantly, that nauseous feeling turns into one of triumph. Once again, she's right where she belongs - at the end of his strings.]
Of course, my dear. I wouldn't dream of abandoning you. And I promise, once we crush these Returner spies and return to Vector, the Emperor himself will throw a banquet in your honor, and all the Empire will sing your praises~
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Of course, my dear. I wouldn't dream of abandoning you. And I promise, once we crush these Returner spies and return to Vector, the Emperor himself will throw a banquet in your honor, and all the Empire will sing your praises~