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Chapter Ten: Beatrice Milton?

"You look uncomfortable, Viva," Bea said my name as though it was a weapon.

"Do I?" I asked straightening my posture. "I wonder why?"

"Me too, your family saved a life, you know." She smiled. "As I'm sure you know, twins are akin to taboo among the nobility, and so one of the twins lived her life in a wine cellar, among rats and smelly water. Fed stale bread twice a week, on good days."

"Should we name the girls?" Bea asked then plopped her legs on her desk in the most unladylike manner.

-Seriously, she behaves just like Milo…- I gawked. -I should probably leave though…-

I turned my gaze to the door, uncomfortable by the conversational direction.

"My lady, it's storytime. Don't leave." She smiled. "I desperately need to hear your answer because that will depend on the level of partnership."

"Partnership?" I frowned, and she stilled.

"I want to help you, and in the same way I need your help."

"Yet I am the o

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