Twenty Four: Edmund is Tom Holland and Kenji Kishimoto Combined

Her father sat at the head of the table, his heavy brows drawing together in confusion. Beside him, her mother pressed a hand to her chest as if she had just witnessed a ghost.

Across from them sat her cousin, Edmund—a thorn in her side since childhood. His usual smug expression faltered, his spoon frozen midair.

A few servants who were refilling goblets stood awkwardly, torn between lowering their gazes and sneaking glances at the spectacle before them.

Carmen walked forward with unwavering confidence, the soft tap of her soft boots against the marble floor the only sound in the vast room.

Then, whispers.

Soft at first, then growing louder.

“What is she wearing?”

“Gods, but that’s—”

“That’s a nightgown.”

“No lady sits at the dinner table dressed for bed.”

“She looks ridiculous.”

Carmen pulled out her chair and sat down, completely unfazed.

Her father cleared his throat, his jaw tightening. “Daphne.”

She turned to him with an innocent smile. “Yes, Father?”

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