Boy! I know that already!

Your birthday was just a mere coincidence, one that I suspect that witch of a princess would use as a cover for her underhanded deeds!

The wrench lead the Insurgence for years against the Empire and suddenly now, my lord dies in a hail of bullets?

Surely, now...you know how much that bloodthirsty mongrel loathes Vayne. Not too long ago she pointed her blade against him and even ran to her uncle for help!