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The Fragile Trust

The child suddenly grabbed her hands, and Althea frowned when she felt something slip into her palm.

“My Lady, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to bump into you,” the boy said quickly, bowing his head in apology.

I have to make sure she gets the message… or I’m dead, she heard from his thoughts.

Althea’s body stiffened. She clenched her fist, hiding the small piece of parchment he had secretly slipped into her hand.

“Let’s go now, My Lady,” Melva said, pulling her ...

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