"Hayley Wreaystarossa, who is that, I don't think mother had a friend of that name."
"You are right lady Avery. But I could swear, I have heard of the name before."
"Perhaps going to uncle might help, they grew up together after all," Avery suggested.
"Going to your uncle might be a bad idea, he has a very bad relationship with the duke and I am certain that he won't take the news of your mother's death lightly with him," Falone said, with a worried expression.
"It's fine Falone, I will take care of Uncle Ghaazar." She smiled and rushed inside. Falone sighed and shook her head as she also followed.
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