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Ignoring the noise from the wood chopping, Ayano read the magazine, reciting her lines in her own voice, and the Denikin's lines in a slightly modified voice, imitating the well-known notes of majestic and imperial arrogance; she voiced a few phrases of Nadia herself in her high, energetic voice, regretting this decision from the very first sentence – it sounded so alien coming from her own lips, but since she had started, she had to finish. Several times during the reading, she clicked her tongue and shook her head briefly, and a couple of times even sighed heavily:
- No, look at this! She edited the text where it wasn't necessary, adapting my, meaning the interviewer's, sophisticated phrases to the level of an ordinary imperial citizen, but at the same time, she left what clearly needed to be removed! Like "the people love blitzes" or "let them think for themselves"! Is this the wind in her head, or has the prolonged fasting taken its toll? ...Okamisama-tachi... - For about ten seconds after finishing reading, she held her head, and then sighed and lowered her hands. - Ma ikka. Well, maybe it sounds better this way. Sometimes readers need to understand that this is a serious matter, and they won't be treated with kid gloves.
She carefully closes the magazine and puts it away.
- Holy woman - you don't even realize how lucky you are; believe me, there are plenty of reckless monarchs outside your current kingdom. So, you wouldn't be too wrong with your crystal ball. ...And besides, what does she have to do with it? Why did you decide that if I were to run to "complain," it would be to her? I'm not some imperial sister to have such connections.