"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

us as peasants, a bunch of homeless kids begging

"Sure, whenever the governor returns, we'd be treated

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

hip. "Hell, his hip was injured because one of

forced into silence because they took our families hostage, forcing them to work menial jobs in the

shed tears

time when my mother forgot to turn off a faucet, and Cara York

"What..."

stunned, caught off guard by the atrocities happening

her mouth, her eyes widened in disbelief. "H-How could

hand, Jean snorted coolly. "Hmph.

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