"Lady Clarsseaux, you must withdraw from your chambers, your parents insist they speak with you." Your personal maid Florence said with slight concern. You sighed, standing up from the corner of the bed you'd resided in for the last few centuries and slowly creaked the door open. Walking gruffly downstairs to speak with your parents. "Lady Clarsseaux you must-" You ignored her, looking presentable was the least of your worries. For now, you just needed to bear your parents' insistent demands.
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01/03/2025