Bloom and I decided to walk out of the room and give the boy some time to rest. But later that night, because of my curiosity over the boy, I went into his room again and sat on the edge of the bed. I stared at his beautiful face, but wondered why… why he had a bandage over his eye. That’s when the boy began to stir, and I immediately left the room. The next morning, when I woke up, Bloom and Abby were already up and making breakfast together. I kind of wanted to smile at this, it was kind of nice to see servants and mistresses getting along with each other, rather than being apart. I went...
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