[Anduin glances aside towards Alison. He feels just as wretched as she looks at the prospect of them taking his valuables away. If it were just any necklace, he wouldn't care. He's a king, he could find any number of replacements. But this?
He managed not to fight them by sheer force of will alone, but it's -- a close call. The sound of her desperation makes him feel sick.]
Allison -- it's. It will be okay. They will give our things back to us after the ceremony is over, I am sure...
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He managed not to fight them by sheer force of will alone, but it's -- a close call. The sound of her desperation makes him feel sick.]
Allison -- it's. It will be okay. They will give our things back to us after the ceremony is over, I am sure...