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Thirty Seven

CLAIRE

I froze walking in on them by the dining table.

I wasn't expecting to see her sitting in one of the chairs when they told me he was having dinner.

I had noticed him being so off lately and thought of it to ask.

I gazed at them as they stared back at me surprised and not a word was shared.

I clenched my fist, seeing her close to him.

“What's happening here?” I asked as I walked into the room.

“A feast?” I asked.

And still, didn't get any response from Conan as he had his focus back on his meal.

“Nothing special, join us,” he said pointing to the chair next to hers.

Looking at what she was wearing, I felt disgusted at the sight of her.

And couldn't even bring myself to accept her dining with me at the same table.

“How dare you ask that I eat with a slave girl by the table” I yelled wondering why it was he suddenly wanted me embarrassed fully in front of her.

“What the hell is she doing here Conan?” I asked hoping to get reasonable answers from those lips of his.

“As you can see,
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