The Bloody Luna
“If the Palace never finds another donor, then Paige remains the only option. As long as that continues, she will be safe. She will always be needed and praised.”
Warrick nodded slowly. All of Abigail’s reasoning made sense. “In that case, what should I do now, Lady?”
Abigail did not answer right away. Instead, her gaze fell to the table in front of her, to the cup of tea that had gone cold long ago. Something was still bothering her—something more personal than mere strategy. “I want to turn the situation into something unfavourable for Paige,” she said slowly. “However, there is one thing that troubles me.” She lifted her face and looked straight at Warrick. “Yesterday, I met Paige.” She w
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