Replica point of view

The early morning light created long, pale shadows on the stone floors of the manor's peaceful hallways.

I was desperate to maintain everyone's belief that I was the real Matilda.

My attention was drawn to the servants' whispering. They discussed Michael's sleep and condition in quiet tones.

"He probably won't wake up anytime soon." "One said. "

"But will it be Michael or Rhys if he wakes up?" Another was added.

"Will Matilda still be referred to as Luna of ...