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Your highness, my sympothies for your loss. Even after all these years I sometimes forget that my own mother will never be coming back.
Thank you.
However, I must call for your aid. The Ixionite occupation of the county of Imbrium has gone on for too long. Now is the time to push back.
(I know there's been some problems with Ixion, but I don't know the details. I guess they're occupying southern Maree.)
There must be a peaceful way to settle this. I will send for diplomats from Ixion and try to come to some arrangement.
Thank you, Your Highness.