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Princess Yeri.

“Dasmey?” I say, and she looks back at me, proceeding to fold the laundry.

“Yes.” She states and I take that as my chance to come forward.

“Were you able to pass a word to Camille? Did you tell her that I want to see her?” I ask.

“She is prince Kaine’s wife. No servant can just go to a royal, especially not a servant who works at the pipe and oil quarters.” Damsey says and I exhale.

“So, no?” I ask.

Damsey lets go of what she is doing and she turns to look at me.

“I asked one of my friends in the castle to try and pass a word but I doubt it will ever get to her. You can only hope.” She

“Thank you, Damsey.” I say, showing appreciating but it doesn’t reach my eyes.

“Have you not given yet? How is it that you have not accepted your reality?” Damsey contends.

“You have been a servant all your life. I have been a princess for all my own life. I have the world tongue, why would I accept this reality?” I begin.

“People you have lost everything.” Damsey says, flatly—her eyes it