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I looked behind me. Ah, the robot, yet again with his criticism. What's with him today? To think I was actually starting to assume that he was manageable enough to handle these days. Guess I was wrong. Or was it one of his mood swings again? Whatever. I sighed, before retorting sassily, "Oh great. And what color does your highness think is best?"

"Blue." Eion the robot shrugged. “And why are you even here? Were you sick yesterday?”

"I just recovered today. And you're an expert at picking colors, huh?" I asked, now irritated at him. 

He scoffed, "I was just saying what I thought was best..."

"Then go ahead and tell it to Aunt Maggie. My choice of color is just an opinion. You're making it a big deal." I scowled at him,

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