Valery let her sisters guide her to the royal family's private living-space-cum-dining-hall while listening to their complaints with half an ear. The rest of her focus was on the palace staff flitting around them. She tried to keep her observation as subtle as possible, but she knew she was unsuccessful when Solarys tugged on her coat sleeve with a concerned look on her face. “Valery? Are you listening?” Valery offered her sheepish smile. “I’m listening, Sola, don't worry. You were just telling me about how the terrible Ms. Archibald got you both punished for bringing a spider to class.” “We were,” Solarys agreed, but the frown on her cute little face remained. “But, something is bothering you. What’s wrong, Valery?” Solarys had an uncanny talent for observation and a strong sensitivity to others’ emotions since birth. A skill she clearly inherited from their late mother, who Valery remembered being able to read people like a book.
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