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2023-02-21 00:09:27The next morning, Lord Demaron had knocked on their door, and her father had eagerly answered.
Neither Lord bothered to greet her as she came down the stairs at her father’s summoning.
Lord Demaron barely spared her and the kitten clinging to her, a glance.
A footman took her luggage and heedlessly tossed it atop the carriage. He opened the door and she climbed into the dark interior with a heavy heart. Her naïve hope Lord Demaron truly cared for her was instantly doused. Like cold water in Winter.
She suffered the ride silently. Pain filling her soul. Apprehension growing through her.
She’s so afraid.
Quandary shifted.
Bast was having a hard time, letting her suffer the pain that was swelling inside her as she thought of these memories. But he could sense there was something critical here.
Something I need to know.
She shot Lord Demaron furtive glances.
He stared out the window as thou
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