Gorim: "But Lady Aeducan, I've already told you a hundred times about my family... in the last hour..."
Me: "Who's the princess here?"
Gorim: "You, my Lady. I'd still like to know..."
Me: "Aw... my little cuddly rock. Don't ask such silly questions."
Gorim: "Excuse me, my Lady Aeducan, but it isn't a silly question. I start to worry... about... your mental... condition."
Me: "Are you implying that I'm nuts?"
Gorim: "I would never say such a thing about my Lady Aeducan."
Me: "If you say "my Lady Aeducan" one more time I'll have you flayed."
Gorim: "You know, if it was up to me I would call you... you know..."
Me: "I don't care who's listening. Call me what you call me when whe're alone."
Gorim: "But... my..."
Me: "Gorim... this wasn't a request, it was a command!"
Gorim: "My dearest, I still worry about your mental... state..."
Me: "You don't need to worry. I just like to hear your story."
Gorim: "And, why would that be? It's just a very short and boring story about my family."
Me: "Aw... shut up, undress and give me my sweeping with your magic broom!"
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