[Unfortunately for Cecelia, the room is empty when she falls into it—at least for a moment. Second later, Palamedes drops from the ceiling, landing on top of her with an unceremonious oof. Now plastered with glitter as well, he scrambles to his feet, and only then realizes who he has landed on.]
Cecelia! Emperor almighty, it is good to see you. You are yourself again, aren’t you? No offense, but I do hope so.
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Cecelia! Emperor almighty, it is good to see you. You are yourself again, aren’t you? No offense, but I do hope so.