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daughter of Colonel and Madam de la Torre.
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I can't understand it!
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There must be at Ieast one
who'd make a suitable mother.
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Shhh! Sire!
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Uh... a suitable wife.
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The Mademoiselles Drizella
and Anastasia Tremain,
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daughters of Lady Tremain.
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I give up!
:49:56
Even I couldnt expect the boy to--
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Well, if I may say so, Your Majesty.
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I did try to warn you, but you,
Sire, are incurably romantic.
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No doubt you saw the whole
pretty picture in detail.
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The young Prince...
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bowing to the assembly.
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Suddenly, he stops.
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He Iooks up, for Io,
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there she stands, the girl of his dreams.
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Who she is, or whence she came...
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he knows not, nor does he care.
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But his heart tells him that here...
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here is the maid predestined to be his bride.
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A pretty plot for fairytales, Sire,
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but in real Life... oh, no... no.
:50:48
It was foredoomed to failure.
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Failure, eh?
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Take a Iook at that, you pompous windbag!
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Who is she? You know her?