---- "You'll see soon.
Now climb up here with me" "No, I dont want to.
Id rather wait for Nana and my mom in my room." She began resisting just as Mrs.
Prescotts grip tightened painfully around her arm, leaving bruises.
"Get up here right now, you little brat!" The housekeeper yanked at her, and Lavinia threw a full-blown tantrum.
"Damn it!" The child smacked her across the face, jamming a finger into her eye, making the woman let go for just a moment.
Lavinia took the chance to run.
She was terrified.
She naively thought that if she hid in her room, shed be safe.
But she barely turned a corner before slamming into a hard, unyielding body.
She didnt even have time to scream before a swift blow knocked her unconscious.
"What are you doing?!" Mrs.
Prescotts voice dropped to a whisper as she anxiously glanced around, though the area was nearly abandoned.
"You cant hurt heroh, by His Majesty!" she crouched beside the unconscious girl, grabbing her shoulders.
"Its better this way.
She was making a scene loud enough to be heard down the hall," Francis muttered, annoyed.
"We have another problemI only found this in your room.
Where's the rest?" ---- He opened a makeshift bag made from a pillowcase.
"Thats all I have, Francis.
What else do you want? The rest went to you all!" She hissed, growing desperate.
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"Help me carry her, quickly" Oh, fuck off!" Francis snapped, startling her.
"Dont tell me that after all these years, this is all you have left?! How the hell are we supposed to survive on this shit?!" "Your sister spent a fortune making herself look good to seduce the general.
Once she marries" "That bastards a miser, I know it! I thought you had stashed away more valuable things!" What did you expect?! That Id just steal the Duchesss jewels outright?!" Mrs.
Prescott shrieked in a furious outburst.
But then, both of them fell silent.
Their minds churned with the same realization.
"Take the brat downstairs.
Im going to loot that idiots room" Francis bent down to lift Lavinia, preparing to hand her off to his mother.
"No, no, Francis, Im scared.
We dont know when she'll return, or if the guards are with her.
Lets go, lets just go, son." Her cold fingers clutched at his shirt, but Francis shoved her into the narrow passage and dumped Lavinia, still unconscious, onto her lap.
---- Pll be quick.
Wait for me at the swamp exit.
Go, dont waste more timedamn it!" he ordered before bolting toward the Duchesss quarters to steal what he could.
Meanwhile, on the first floor of the castle...
"Mrs.
Prescott?" Laura, one of the housekeepers closest assistants, knocked on the door of her room Knock, knock, knock.
She had forgotten to ask about the breakfast menu before rushing off to handle the servants.
"Mrs.
Prescott? Are you in there?" On her final knock, the door creaked open with a sound that sent chills down the maids spine.
Would the housekeeper be angry if she stepped inside?
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