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Orson was taken aback, at first unsure if Reiko was joking or being serious. She had met her fair share of self-proclaimed kings and queens, emperors and empresses. Regardless of their true power, she was wise enough to know that anyone who declared themselves a monarch was a dangerous person to cross. While Reiko certainly looked the part of royalty with her elegant form and pale feathery fur, she couldn't see this bright bubbly woman being a strong, ruthless empress, but she was only seeing the woman in one light. Her face soon split into a grin. Making nice with an empress wasn't bad, however. Oooo, forgive me, yer Imperial Majesty, Orson bowed flamboyantly, her voice dripping exaggerated humility. I didn't know I was talkin' to royalty, I would've been more courteous! Fret not, Empress, I will keep your secret Imperial pool safe, if'n ye grant me a small favor.