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Estrella “Yes, Mother.” I prod at the toast on my plate. For the last week, that’s about all I’ve eaten. I have no stomach. I just keep turning the night over and over again. Castor shakes his head. “I don’t believe you were even listening.” I glare at my brother, but in truth, I wasn’t. I know I should be. Since the news of the assassin being caught, Mother has been a shade more herself, enough that she’s managed a private, late-morning meal to discuss the transfer of power when we return to Sundrop. It’s always when now, as opposed to her if of a few days ago. “Apologies, Mother,” I say, looking at Castor. “I don’t believe he knows what he’s saying.” She offers us a small smile, a pale echo of what she once was capable of, but brighter than yesterday. “Don’t bicker. You know how you
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