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Cordelia raised a brow and then simply clutched her spear tightly. With all that went on around her she planned to keep it handy. If anyone tried of that with HER they’d regret it. That she would make quite certain of…

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β€˜Very well. I will quietly retreat to my quarters and remain there for some time. Should a certain someone need to join me to discuss tactics, techniques, or other very serious matters, I will be there.’ Cordelia chuckled as she stood and walked off to her room.

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Cordelia was not at all ignorant of the day and thus stood firm but with a bit of a deflated look on her face. What was she to do with this girl? Normally, she’d allow Severa the satisfaction. Today though she simply stood silent. She didn’t have the energy to bite…

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β€˜Oh, don’t worry, Sweetheart. I understand. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin your fun…’ Cordelia smiled her best but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. Ironically, while she produced a wonderful fake smile, Severa saw her real one so much she’d always know a fake…

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Cordelia had started to protest but instead wound up giving a bit of a yelp as her daughter pulled her along! Rare was it that Severa displayed such strength and as such she simply…let the girl lead. β€˜β€¦and…where are we going, exactly?’

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β€˜Yes, Vaike, THARJA’S birthday, not yours. Do please consider that the last thing she’d want is you whooping and hollering, hm?’ Cordelia sighed but decided she’d leave it at that. After all, she wasn’t Tharja. What the woman wanted could change as easily as the wind…