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Bernadine picked up Emele’s oddly shaped pillow and whacked Heloise in the head with enough force to ruin the bun the woman had her hair pulled back into

Heloise scowled at the cook, who shook a finger at her Heloise rolled her eyes and released her grip on Elle’s chin only to meticulously wipe her hand off on her apron

Heloise twitched her shoulders and sailed from the roo her fan as Bernadine moved to shut the door and aled the door, al his armload of materials and tools A kitchenwater

Duval smiled--which turned into an apple red blush when Bernadine affectionately patted his cheek He set about organizing bandages and co the plastered bandages that encased Elle’s leg

Bernadine se on it and showed it to Duval

The barber-surgeon grated co Elle leaned forward to look as well, eager to see how her leg looked without the bandages

Her skin was sly swollen It was slightly discolored, but at least it didn’t feel like Duval was driving nails through her legs when he touched her

The bandages on her arms had been removed earlier by Emele For the est cuts reestures with her, drawing a large slided to the head of Elle’s bed, still s hair off the bed blankets--the fat Papillon had becohtly visitor

Emele brushed chalk off her slate and carefully wrote, Dinner party

"Dinner party? Who with?" Elle blinked, doubling her efforts of fanning herself with the ridiculously frilly accessory The illegitimate and sour tempered Prince Severin had never thrown a party in his life--even before he was cursed to be a beast She could hardly iuests stoay in his monstrous chateau

Eged "A dinner party Why not? I alanced curiously at Elle before he finished wrapping new plaster bandages around her leg He then washed his hands and victoriously thrust soht to be proud!" Elle clapped "What is it?"

The stout barber-surgeon nodded and wrote on his slate Splint