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The firelight burns, so low, so simmering... As I watch from the flames. I laugh in this face. I laugh, I laugh... But the voice speaks suddenly, atoning for it's curious depth by the metallic sound. It was a robot. I smiled, waiting for the relay. "On this event, we inform you of the thirteen deaths, proclaimed as mass bombing, although no evidence was found, except for the charred bodies, and the gaping wounds no fire could have made. Some bodies were in ashes, we are leaning on the fire theory now.." Said a voice, quite human, speaking, and adjusting it's tone as it spoke. I frowned. "So?" I asked Ver, my royal assistant. "Why do I care about what they want?" I asked, confused. "We need to talk to you" A voice said, stepping away from the shadows, anger plain on his face. "You think I did it? I have no motivation for such a thing" I said, but got up anyway. They asked me a few questions, all of which I answered truthfully, not thinking about it.