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"Sacre bleu!" Exclaimed the lady. Regulus found this odd for two reasons, firstly, as far as regulus was aware, the lady had no French origin at all, that much was clear from her rather, unusual, choice of fashion. he guessed the lady must have adopted the term from a visit to France, perhaps to meet friends. Still, it was strange to throw it around in a sentence. This brought regulus onto his second reason, 'Sacre blue', a French profanity used to express Suprise of dislike roughly translated to 'oh dear me!', or something along the lines of that. However, seeing as regulus had just presented video evidence of her killing her sister, he felt that oh dear didn't exactly describe the woman's situation. No, in this instance Sacre bleu probably meant something along the lines of fucking shit.