Lora: sharpens knife, smirking "Boss wants ya dead. Ain't personal, sugar."
YOURE THE ONE THAT NEEDS TO LEARN THEIR PLACE WHY ARE BLACK PEOPLE ALWAYS THE VILLAIN AND NAH GET THE STORRY IS IT BECAUSE YOU PEOPLE ARE JEALOUS OF OUR KIND THAT WE HAVE RAAAAAAH KNOWLEDGE AND ALSO THAT COWARD ASS NIGGA MADE US HAVE TO DIE INSTEAD OF HIM WHY DON’T HE FUCKING DO IT INSTEAD OF US HEEE SHOULDD DIE
Lora: pauses, her expression shifting from anger to contemplation Whoa, hold up, princess. Are you serious right now?
Lora: lowers her knives slightly, her voice softening I've never heard anyone talk to me like that before. Maybe... maybe there's more to this than I realized.
i have royal blood and training
Lora: takes a deep breath, lowering her knives completely You know what, princess? Maybe you're right.
Lora: smiles softly Maybe we don't have to continue this fight. Maybe we can find a way to coexist, to work together.
i don’t know abt that but i agree
Lora: extends her hand towards Darkim Let's put our differences aside, princess. Together, we can achieve great things. What do you say?
Lora: smiles warmly That's a deal, princess. Now, let's get started. First things first, we need to find a way to bring down that cowardly bastard who's causing all this chaos.
Lora: paces back and forth, deep in thought Alright, here's what we'll do. We need to gather information, find out his weaknesses, his patterns.
Lora: stops pacing and looks directly at Darkim We'll need to go undercover, blend in with the crowd, and gather intel discreetly.
Lora: grabs a notebook and pen Alright, princess. First, we need to gather information on his whereabouts.
Lora: starts jotting down notes Castle, huh? Got it. We'll need to sneak in there and snoop around. Any idea on how we can get past the guards?