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The guards were marching by her as she cleaned, talking nonchalantly as this hallway was relatively remote from the rest of the palace. She even became friends with a few of them, therefore, Madoka felt at ease in this hall cleaning. Ever since her encounter with the strange princess a few days ago, she was on edge.
"Have you heard the news about the princess?" one of the guards asked the other. Madoka stopped dusting for a second, resuming when the other replied.
"Nae," he said. "What happened to her? Did she finally keel over?"
"No," the first guard laughed. "She's gotten really sick. Quiet too."
"Oh?" the other replied. "Hope she stays that way, huh!"
"More importantly," the guard whispered rather loudly. "Me thinks I overheard them while on guard over there in the West Hall. Someone's cast a damn curse on her. She's acting all jumpy one minute and mopey the next."
"Could be a trap, a trick of hers," the other whispered back, just as loud.
"Aye, we gotta be on our damn toes around here."
"Right."
Madoka finished her duties here and moved swiftly to the next room.
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