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Chapter 23
Chapter 23 NELLIE RETURNED to her room, feeling uneasy and impatient. She didn’t belong in the servants’ quarters of the palace anymore. She knew too much, had seen too many things and asked too many questions. The dragon might have gone, but she would be surprised if they had seen the last of it. Winter had barely begun. There would be discontent amongst the people if the Regent kept holding banquets like these. Deep inside her, she wanted no part in it. Sure, she would be comfortable in the palace, but didn’t that just make her part of the problem, too? “So it’s just you and me now,” she said to the kitten, who was much more interested in the bowl of cream than in anything she had to say. Nellie picked up the dragon box from her bed. Her hairbrush was too long to fit inside its sil
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