Elena POV“What’s your name?” I asked the maid as she scurried about, arranging and rearranging things in my room. I stood awkwardly by the door, the presence of a stranger in my room made me uneasy even though she was so kind.She smiled at me as she lifted the curtains and let the sunlight stream into the room. “My name is Poppy, Luna but everyone calls me Puppet. You can call me whichever one you prefer.”“Puppet?” I bit out.She turned to me surprised, wondering why I suddenly sounded so angry. She nodded slowly, watching me. “Yes, puppet. That’s what everyone calls me, I don’t mind you calling me that too.”“Why would I call you a puppet?” I asked, surprised at the anger in my voice. I hadn’t meant to lash out at her.“I’m really fine with either, Luna.” She said again, smiling hesitantly and continued wiping the mirror. For some reason, seeing that smile made me even angrier.“Names aren’t clothes that you can throw on and off whenever you want. Names are important. They could c
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