Hidden Income

[Thunderer]

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Interrupting someone who speaks passionately was not part of Elizabeth's demeanor. She was not interested in the very subject that Pria was addressing, but she considered it polite to let her speak and perhaps, possibly, even hear something useful. She listened to Pria with a smile while sipping tea, but then gently shook her head while placing the cup back on the plate. Her Leodensian accent came as a contrast after this instance of aristocratic manners, especially when applied to her learned vocabulary.

"Le' mae 'ypothesize all o' tha's perfe'ly legal and by the regulations. Still: nay!", she retorted to Pria with a smile, "We have more equipmen' than sheps we can put i' on". We're bein' well supplied in tha' regard thanks to the defea' o' the Swords inta Plowdhaeres motion. Sheps will cum soon too, wi' the Ark Royal. Wha' we neyde are brecks. Brecks, mortar, steyle. Food too. Stuff ci'ies are buil' from. We've go' factories 'ere, bu' they weren' desoigned tae supply such a large population so suddenley. Understand?"

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