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On the other side of the gate stood an impeccably well-dressed mature woman. The only odd thing about this impeccably well-dressed mature woman was that she was wearing medieval clothing.
She wore a long royal blue gown with enormous bell sleeves that hung down to the ground. Over the dress was a golden brocade corset that matched the heavy gold and jewel-encrusted necklace at her throat. On her head was a white headdress, two conical points reached out like horns; from these a gauzy white fabric draped to the ground.
"Nice outfit,” I said.
"Thank you." She smiled, and it managed to be both welcoming and condescending. Which was a real feat considering she was on my property.
"How may I help you?"
”I come here to discuss your next Challenge,” the woman's voice was refined and pr
