Manuela & Gilbert C / houses.fedatamine.com

Gilbert enters the scene

Is that singing?

Manuela enters the scene

♪The blue sea glimmers in the dark, the Red Canyon calls...♪

Gilbert enters the scene

♪Goddess, reach, in dreams... to her throne she falls...♪

Well, Gilbert... What do you think?

My lady! You were not meant to notice me.

Nobody could miss a good man like you.

My apologies for interrupting.

Please excuse me.

No, Gilbert. Hold on a moment. You're not disturbing me. Truly.

I want very much to know what you thought of my singing.

The least you can do is tell me.

You were lovely. Y-you sounded lovely.

Lovely? Is that what you really feel? Please be honest.

Why would you suppose I was dishonest?

That is not the look of someone who just heard what they deem to be lovely.

It hurts my confidence when my voice can't even lure a fleeting smile to your face.

It's as though my singing voice has died since stepping off the Mittelfrank stage...

My lady Manuela, that could be no further from the truth.

If that's the case, then, Gilbert, I challenge you to a duel!

My singing versus your iron mask. I will break through, and I will see passion in your eyes!

Manuela leaves the scene

Why did she leave so suddenly?

And what could she have meant by a duel? Something is surely troubling her...

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