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“Probably not,” Lethe admits quietly.
She can’t imagine that Eldina O’Neill would be very pleased if one of her slaves went around disfiguring her face. Oh, she wouldn’t punish Kadja for it. No, it was more likely the Eldina’s heart might break.
“For my lady’s sake, I’d advise against it.”
She gives a small nod. Understanding. Solemn acceptance of the things from which she cannot run.
She forces a smile, a nervous laugh.
“I guess, I should get some sleep. A lot of hair dressing to learn tomorrow.”
















