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[Isabel bristles. No, he certainly does not know to whom he speaks. That much is obvious. Time to remedy that particular problem.]

I am Lady Isabel, the Keep's chatelaine.

[She drew herself up and stared down her nose at him.]

I have been here longer than I care to count.

[Or at least, longer than she cares to tell him.]

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