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"They thought they could escape my wrath, but I am the shadow that will haunt them until their dying breath." ~Araneae Ruber.
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ABIGAIL LOOKED up, her face masked with fear. 'Ah, Ediva, you are so wrong about the lady. The lady isn't weak and foolish. You all are wrong, both maids, workers and knights. Everyone is wrong about Lady Luella, she is not a gullible and pathetic, she is not a pushover. But rather she—' Abigail paused her thoughts, not knowing what to even call Luella.
A genius?
A demoness?
Or both?
