The Dragon Duke's Flower
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The pudgy noble’s eyes shifted into slits, his smile turning deeper and deeper.
“No, it’s not that lord noble. B-But the children need her here, lord baron.” The old mistress stuttered, her voice shaking for an unknown reason. “I need her help. I’m already old. Not strong enough to handle the heavy tasks as compared before.”
“That’s indeed a problem,” frowned the noble. “Then how about this…”
The pudgy man glanced at the trembling young lady on the floor, “I’ll exchange her for the little girl over there. I’ll leave, hm, little Betha here to help you.”
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