Thirty seven

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Not even a courtesy for a princess of Castidan? She asks her eyelashes that are curled up and her face has an arrogance that she has seen on Andrew’s face before. A courtesy? You are not in Castidan and even if you were...you won’t get one from me. Reina says. “Never would I give courtesy to ones who know nothing of respect, that brother of yours and the woman who birthed the both of you.” Reina says, getting ready to turn away from her. Clearly, flagger basted. Constance, lets a piece of her tongue out, if Reina will even think for a moment that she is the only with a sharp tongue then that would be a very bad mistake. “This is what happens when you pick servants from the kitchen, you know I remember you...Constance says and Reina jaws tighten from within.” “I remember the say you se

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