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“Of course,” she said with a nod. She felt like she should follow up but didn’t have the first idea what to say.

“I appreciate that,” she murmured. “He didn’t tell me.”

Ky hesitated, then nodded, trying not to get defensive.

Ky hesitated, looking at him, no idea how to respond to that one. She hadn’t expected that at all. She also hadn’t expected Gaius to therefore think the anger was ...

Ky nodded, happy to drop the conversation.

Ky shook her head. “I don’t know how they could sleep at night knowing they were hurting a tiny child.”

Ky let out a shuddering breath. “I can’t understand.”

“I’m glad they’re here now,” she murmured.

Ky nodded, able to guess. If Tarr treated Lyra, a noble like that, she couldn’t imagine how he treated slaves. At least slave girls. She shuddered slightly, hoping that she ...

Ky cringed. “Ah… I didn’t realize that’s where they were… I’m glad they all made it out more or less safe.”

Ky nodded. She’d gotten that impression as well. She was morbidly curious and wasn’t sure if it was improper to ask. She decided to risk it, but readied an apology ...

“So… Pratik—?” She caught herself and shook her head. “Nevermind.”

She returned the smile and dipped her head, taking a step towards the hall.

“Nice to meet you,” she said, nodding to Rickard, then looked at Sera. “And nice to see you again.”

Ky grinned at that, still not quite sure how sleepovers were supposed to work, but, “I’d love to meet them.”