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“Why is my face plastered on that magazine?” Elsida asks, feeling an inkling of dread coursing through her.
Noticing the tension, the maid scurries past Julien giving them privacy.
“You're asking the wrong question!” “I would like to know what came over you last night that prompted you to behave so childishly” Julien snarls.
Elsida's cheeks turn crimson, she stares at the duvet
