"Rex Quill?"

Frank frowned-this was his first time hearing that name.

"Why did you have to blab?!"

Eric shot an accusing look at Tim, shaking his head. "Please, Mr. Lawrence. It's just rumors and speculation among the servants. Don't take it too seriously..."

"It doesn't matter. The governor's days are numbered," Tim retorted, determined. "And how long do you think we could live like this, Eric?"

That was enough to shut Eric up, and he once again looked troubled.

"Mr. Lawrence."

I were war orphans who lost our father to the war. "The governor took in many children like us-children of his lost comrades, allowing

can see, the Quills think of us as peasants,

Tim, shaking his head and sighing as he came clean too. "Sure, whenever the governor returns, we'd be treated

gone..." He bit his lip and sighed. "We're reduced to doormen, suffering all kinds of torture and humiliation

at Tim's hip. "Hell, his hip was injured because one

our families hostage, forcing them

finally shed

was this one time when my mother forgot to turn off

"What..."

by the atrocities happening

eyes widened in disbelief. "H-How could they do

hand, Jean snorted coolly. "Hmph. I

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