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"You thought you buried me,
But I was a seed.
And now that I've grown,
It's your turn to be buried." ~Araneae Ruber
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ARAGON GOT down from his landau, and before he could breathe the station murky air, Panthino rushed to his side.
"Captain… Problem."
Aragon rubbed his temples and let out an unamused and expected sigh.
"What now? No, don't tell me. Is it the duchess? Or has someone else died in the lady's house?"
"The- The first one."
Aragon shook his head, "And no response from the dukedom?"
Panthino shook his head. "I spoke with Abigail, and she says the lady had being so busy with her classes, she hasn't had the time to go through them."
"Abigail? Who is that?"
"It's another maid that serves lady Luella."
