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"Their betrayal was the fire that forged me; now I am the blade that will bring their ruin." ~Araneae Ruber.
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THE ENTIRE cell went silent after Luella's hands landed on Duchess Nanette's face.
They were all shocked, even the duchess.
"How dare you?!" Duchess Nanette shrieked at Luella. She was ready to lunch at Luella, and Aragon moved to protect her.
But Luella, being her own person, lifted her fan this time, and just as the duchess drew closer she landed another slap on her face with her hand fan.
The force from her hit pushed her to the dirty floor.
Tiecia being the shameless maid that she was, turned to her brother's back and sniffled her laugh on his back.
Meanwhile, Tedric maintained a small amused smile on his face as he watched his mistress treat the duchess.
"How dare me? How dare you."
