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“Mr Martin dropped a cup,” I inforlass on the floor”

“Oh, yes I’ll get it” She tucked the polishing cloth in the front of her apron and walked briskly to the supply closet

I absently turned to see one of the two suits only inches from me “Which one are you? Kimble or Joseph?” I asked

“Kimble,” he answered

“I’ to iven me

He took a step on theto watch et aard”

“I’ll be outside your door” He pursed his lips together

“And what about your sidekick?”

“He’ll be here as well”

I huffed and continued up the staircase “Seems like a lot of security for one person”

“You’re not just anyone” We stopped outside my bedroom door My father’s personal attendant passed us in the hallway Kihter”

I was reroaned, slipped into my room, and locked Kimble out

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Knight

Assholes All of them