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| − | |Success summary = The last paragraph varies based on {{IL|The Airs of London}}. | + | |Success summary = The last paragraph varies based on {{IL|The Airs of London}}. |
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| − | + | |Value 40 - 55 = An obligatory state banquet: these days the Palace has opened itself to some minor ceremonial functions at which you, of course, preside over in place of the Empress. Such a bore, but you do get to wear one of the lesser crowns. | |
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|Value 62 - 78 = There are more ambassadors in London these days from the Surface. Rumour above is that at long last, London has an eligible royal again. Who is it this time? The Duke of Westphalia? The Countess of Savoy? So many possibilities... | |Value 62 - 78 = There are more ambassadors in London these days from the Surface. Rumour above is that at long last, London has an eligible royal again. Who is it this time? The Duke of Westphalia? The Countess of Savoy? So many possibilities... | ||
| − | |Value 81 - | + | |Value 81 - 91 = Your schedule is so clogged these days there's talk of investing in some Silverers to extend your hours in to dreams just to accommodate it all. Still, would you have it any other way? |
|Value 100 = In a rare moment alone, you catch a reflection of yourself in your mirror. You are mantled in the costume suited to your new station. Do you recognise yourself? | |Value 100 = In a rare moment alone, you catch a reflection of yourself in your mirror. You are mantled in the costume suited to your new station. Do you recognise yourself? | ||
| + | |Value = Another opening to attend. A restaurant? A hotel? You are getting very well practised with the scissors and red ribbons. Your smile, however, never needs work. | ||
| + | |Value = You are so glutted with letters from adoring fans, invitations and well-wishes that you are forced to hire a new secretary. Again. | ||
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