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The lords are presenting their sons as suitors for your betrothal.
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- What? - The clans have accepted.
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- Dad! - What? I...
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You... She... Elinor?
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Honestly, Merida, I don't know why you're reacting this way.
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This year, each clan will present a suitor
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to compete in the games for your hand.
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I suppose a princess just does what she's told?
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A princess does not raise her voice.
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Merida, this is what you've been preparing for your whole life.
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No, it's what you've been preparing me for my whole life.
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I won't go through with it. You can't make me.