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iv. dictated

Many of you expressed a need to return home for the sake of some great purpose, as if the castle's choosing is not so arbitrary.

Or perhaps it is because we all believe our purpose great.

And, a man's home is his castle.

[ Lucrezia is lying on the snow by the duck pond, hiding from the festivities today. Her white and gold dress serves almost as a disguise, though her blue coat forming a puddle nearby does not. She watches the sky and haltingly hums a song. ]

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So you think the Castle chooses us because we have thoughts of great grandeur in our own worlds?

I thought perhaps the castle chose some of us because of our role in our respective worlds.

Possibly, though the roles seem to vary so much...

Do you think the castle intelligent?

Hmm.. intelligent... in a way. Perhaps more intelligent than us in many ways.

Then it may see more than we do.

To reach out and grasp us from different worlds? I would say it would have to.

Or perhaps it is my wistful thinking to have a grander role in my world.

What role do you play?

A soothing presence, I hope, for those with greater burdens.

_{[A slight pause.]}

I think, then, you underestimate your value Lucrezia.

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