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Twenty two " my God. What happened to your hand. " an elite shocked voice asks Fallon as she raised her tea cup to her mouth to take a sip. She used the body of the cup to hide her smile before she straightened her features. This was what she was hoping for exactly, for someone to start the issue and not her, so she might have used her hand to bruise herself in the exact place that Annabelle held her last night. She clears her throat as she took on a hurt tone which she used to gain sympathy many time before. " lady Annabelle . " " what did she do to you. " a lady asks after they all gasp at her answer. " I just stopped her to tell her to let Ken go, that his is mine before her and that the councilors and king saw through her lies. Instead she gripped my hand forc