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A light, contented laugh escapes me just as I collide with someone in the doorway. Ingredients tumble from my arms, scattering like fallen leaves across the cobblestones. I drop to my knees, gathering them hastily, when a pair of polished shoes enters my vision. A gloved hand offers me a rabbit's foot. 'My apologies. Here,' a calm, measured voice says. I look up into the sharp violet eyes of the Eleventh Prince, Lelouch vi Britannia. He watches as I rush to my desk, the rapid tap of my shoes echoing in the cramped laboratory. Lelouch moves to the opposite side, his expression grave. 'Nunnally has fallen ill,' he states, his finger tracing the edge of a shelf lined with glowing vials. 'It is a plague. I need a cure.'