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I nearly burst into laughter.
Just when I was reeling from some insane realisation, I just had to be bombarded with this?!
I turned around to face the room, my voice trembling as I fought the urge to laugh. "This has to be a joke."
He couldn't have meant that disgusting nonsense he said that night.
Yor's eyes widened.
I couldn't care less what the cause of her surprise was.
"Such a mannerless thing," she hissed.
"Oh, please. Like he is the one with manners." I laughed.
Yor stiffened on the spot. Ru's face went ashen white and the other servants looked like their eyes were going to pop out of their sockets anytime soon.
"What? Are you going to hit me now?" I taunted, holding Yor's gaze.
I was sick of everything. In fact, let them touch me. Fashire must be hungry for more servants to kill. I might as well grant him that wish.
Just let them touch me.
Out of nowhere, Yor smiled.
