KATHERINE
Katherine asked in confusion.
Convel merely smiled.
"I Could never raise me hand to you, Katherinet," he said softly. "Surely, ye should know that by now."
Katherine scoffed.
"Oh, no, you could never fight your own daughter," Katherine said, sarcasm heavily lacing her voice.
"Nope, instead you just stand by while twelve of your lackeys do your dirty work for you."
"Ye will understand one day, Katherinet. When we stand side by side for the good of our kind and ye see the truth."
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