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... die there.
I chewed on my fingernail. I felt incredibly anxious. I glanced at Orlean. I was told she was my maid, but in fact, she was my jailer. Orlean was loyal to Lady Lisbeth, and so she took this job very seriously. She actually volunteered to accompany me on this trip.
She saw my look and sneered, “What you tried to do last night was beneath your status as an adopted daughter of the great Bonafit family.”
She smiled at me triumphantly. It was tru ...
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