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[ The Queen seems to be sitting in an unknown location, too dark to tell. Her face has something akin to melancholy, but perhaps more closely to anger. ]

Oh, my darlings, my darlings... [ She looks up to the mirror, disappointment settled in her eyes. ]

I had a plan, you know. Didn't you notice my hard work? That was all for you! [ Her frown deepens. ] All for you.

This month... this month is the month of devotion, of oaths to your lovers! But just how many of you have one? [ Her voice raises. ] How many times have I tried? [ Her hands grab onto something that the mirror can't catch and her fist tightens. ]

You, my darlings, you didn't understand! [ With that, she throws whatever was in her hand in rage and the mirror shuts off. The characters may notice the very stars falling out of the sky, streaking towards the Wild Places and leaving the night sky very empty indeed. ]

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What? [ Whoop, tinyfrench is fuming at this in her quiet rage fashion, not the slamming-hands-against-tables fuming like some people may indulge in. ] Elle n'a pas honte cette femme! [ Shaking her head like she can't believe it. ] Why must she insist on this ridiculous notion that everyone here is in need or want of a relationship? [ Oh, Em, your bitter is showing. ] Even more, with another woman!

[ She's also talking to herself in the middle of the Seventh Heaven, but hey. Whatever. ]