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What was that woman really aiming for? From the beginning, Cessilia didn't believe her words. Like Tessandra had said, she was a snake in a nest of rats. Why would she help her rival? She had called Ashen her owner... Did she really have no connection to the Hashat Clan, or any other, then? If so, why would the leader know her story...? Cessilia was feeling so uneasy about everything, she barely heard Tessandra and Nana coming back. "Cessi, we tried but the place is locked to anyone but the Royal Servants, since they are preparing the Banquet, but... Hey, what is it?" "Lady Cessilia, you're pale," noted Naptunie, walking up to her, carrying a large volume in her arms. "N-no, I'm... It's n-nothing," muttered Cessilia. Her cousin didn't seem to believe her, frowning, but Cessilia ave