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[The locket seems to be left on while on top of a desk. Papers encompass most of the shot, but there's a particular one with the seal of an eagle with wheat and arrows in its talons for those who don't know it's the crest of the Fortuna family in Treun. Lucrezia comes into the shot, sweeping in all dressed up, and hands another letter to two guards.]

Please tell your master I am grateful for his offer. [She fixes the ring on her finger, the one with the same crest as the ring. She smiles, proud of herself before she lets the men go and moves to grab the locket. It doesn't seem to phase her that it's on, but she still has that same satisfied grin.]

I suppose I should announce it then. My true name here is now Lucrezia Borgia of the Fortuna family. [Because Borgia still means something to her, as strange as having a family and being adopted is. Having no one but herself for nearly a year, she's climbed up from nothing to having a name here. She hasn't and will not forget Borgia, but being a Fortuna means something here.]

I wonder how many of my family members are shardbarers. [It's offhanded and said with a slight hum, more proud at herself than anything. She switches off the feed then.]

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No. [ Well. He's pretty sure Alyosha isn't one of his sisters, anyway. ] For a mutual friend -- Alyosha of Redgate, killed by Reynard the Fox.

Ah, I have heard of her, but did not know something had happened. [She bows her head solemnly.]

I am sorry for your loss.

Several months ago, now. Killed by Reynard the Fox.

[ And now a vampire, but John hadn't exactly known that at the time. ]

Thank you. I hadn't heard about the governor's sisters, so... [ insert awkward gesture that basically means 'the same' here. ]

I had not met them, but I could not imagine such a loss. My family has been under assassination, but by the Grace of God, we are all well.

[Though should Juan suddenly parish, she will not shed a tear.]

My parents died when my sister and I were kids. She's all I've got left.

[ He would not do well if she died. ]

We have spoke on her. [And the air feels all the heavier.]

I could not imagine a life without my parents. My condolences. [Though they have certainly made things difficult-- her father more than her mother, that does not mean she would wish that sort of thing on them.]

Yeah.

[ A sigh. ]

It was a long time ago. But thanks.

[She smiles gently, timid and yet kindly all the same. She does not want to stomp on delicate feelings.]

You then know the importance of family. I have been without mine for too long here. And yet, I would hope they are proud of me.

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