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“So let me get this straight, Ross-“

“It’s Ryr, but yeah, go ahead.”

“Ryr. Right. So…” You rub your eyes for what feels like the millionth time since Ryr and Ross broke the news to you. “So you’re saying that not only am I one of the profiles that matched with the $!{oldroyal_title}, I have the highest percentage of compatibility with ${oldroyal_him_her_them}?”

“Yep. 99 percent,” Ross confirms. “The compatibility was so high, the King almost came here himself. He couldn’t believe it!”

You’re very glad the King decided not to do that. You’re incredibly glad. This news was already shocking enough.

“We’ve been instructed to answer any questions you may have regarding the competition or anything else you can think of,” Ryr said, while Ross absentmindedly played with his lip ring beside him. “It’s in your best interest to ask a decent amount, but if you don’t want to, it’s fine by us. Makes our job easier.”

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"Yeah, I want to know…"
*fake_choice
    #“What are you guys? Cousins? Twins?”
        “Brothers,” Ryr and Ross answer in unison. After a beat, Ross continues. “I’m older by a year and a half.”

        “We often get confused as twins. We think it’s the uniforms and our near identical looks,” Ryr chuckles.
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    #“What if I don’t want to enter this competition?”
        “I’m afraid you don’t have a choice,” Ryr says. “We’ve been instructed to invite you to join, but take you by force if necessary.”

        You swallow thickly and subconsciously tighten your fists. Realizing that his words might have seemed a bit menacing, Ryr quickly smiles sheepishly.

        “Sorry. If you really don’t want to join, you’re more than welcome to come to Dia to plead your case to the King,” Ryr continues. “But seeing as the competition is already being held in Dia and inside of the palace, where you’d have to go to plead your case, the King is going to be hard pressed to let you go.”

        You look over at your roommate for ${roommate_his_her} opinion but ${roommate_he_she} only shrugs.

        “Sounds like you really don’t have a choice, $!{player_first_name},” $!{roommate_name} says. 

        “Plus, I ruined my best uniform the last time we had to take somebody somewhere by force. I really don’t want to do it again,” Ross huffed.
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    #“Why am I so compatible with the $!{oldroyal_title}?
        “That’s a great question. According to the King, when he helped create the website, he wasn’t shooting for absolute compatibility, just something relatively high,” Ryr says. “You’re as high as they come though. The second highest number is 85, but that was among the first few profiles we singled out.”

        It was weird to you that a computer determined that you and a royal were so compatible. There’s not a lick of royal blood in your bloodline, yet here you were. 
        
        You think back to yesterday, though, how the $!{oldroyal_title} seemed to match just about every quality you were looking for in a date. Surely that was how they matched the two of you up, but anybody could’ve picked the same qualities as you.

        “The algorithm is pretty top secret. Only the most elite of the King’s development team know it and even they’re stumped. All the more reason why both him and others at court are eager to meet you,” Ross says, deciding to mess with his hair now instead of his lip ring.
    
        Maybe more of your questions can be answered by this website team. For now, you nod and decide to move on.
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    #“What about my job? My apartment?”
        “Well, security will be looking out for your apartment while you’re competing,” Ross says, pulling out a tablet like device. He scrolls for a moment before looking back over at you. 

        “Your job is fine as well. We’ve already contacted them and you’re on a leave of absence. You will still have a position barring a marriage to somebody in the Royal Family,” Ross added. 

        “Oh! If you have a car or anything like that, you can take it with you,” Ryr says. “Dia is a lovely city. If you can go out and explore it during any downtime you may have, totally do it.”
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    #“What will I be doing in this competition?”
        Ross and Ryr turn to each other and grin, borderline giddy about being asked this question, apparently.

        “Loads,” they say in unison.

        “You’ll be dancing, trying to impress people all over the country, doing community service, all sorts of things,” Ross clarifies, counting off the things with his fingers. “You’ll also have time with the $!{oldroyal_title}, and ${oldroyal_his_her_their} family to impress and gain favor with them as well.”

        Ryr smirked a bit. “That’s all probably just the first week. Who knows what they’ll come up with, but the competition is really going to test your skills, that’s for sure.”
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    #“Who else will I be competing with?”
        “A variety of people of all genders, backgrounds and personalities,” Ross answers. “You’ll meet each other in a few weeks.”

        “Some are…” Ryr pauses, as if trying to think of the correct word. “Common, like you. Just everyday people. Some are accustomed to a higher maintenance lifestyle.” 

        “You’ll also be competing with the public. Impressing the Royal Family is one thing, but impressing the public is another,” Ross adds. 

        Ryr grins and crosses his arms. “No need to impress us though, $!{player_first_name}. We already like you. The last person we told about all this fainted and it took hours for them to come to. You’re already awesome compared to them!”
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    #“What if I don’t fall in love with the $!{oldroyal_title} or win?”
        Ross purses his lips and ponders that for a moment. “Hm, good question. If you don’t win, well, unless you find another reason to stay in Dia, you’ll be able to come back here and resume your life,” he says finally.

        “As for not falling in love with the $!{oldroyal_title}, well, you guys are a 99 percent match, not 100,” Ryr adds. “You guys are going to be together for quite a long time, but there’s loads of people in court.”

        Ross grins. “Something tells me you’ll get pretty far in the competition though.”
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    #Done asking questions. 
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