CHAPTER 222 “A new knight?” “Yes, Aba-mama.” Rosenitte answered demurely, and there was not the slightest hint of lingering attachment on her face. Eve watched her as if measuring her. “Her standards are high, and she’s greedy for exclusivity—yet she’s going to let Sylvestian Millard go?” Rosenitte had her own explanation, in her own way. “It was so hard when...
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