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Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Fun Ones Are Always Petty.

“I'm done!” the young girl chirped startling both of us.

“Beautiful!” the Marquess chirped a little too enthusiastically, disrupting the air of mystery that had formed around us.

“I-,”

The Marquess placed a finger on her lips.

“That will give us something to discuss during the mascaraed ball, don’t you think?”

-Son of a bitch!!-

-Still, maybe if we could find this mage…I can get to the bottom of what is responsible for my presence here and maybe find my way back home.-

“Aunt Viva! Aunt Viva! How do I look?” the girl twirled, showcasing her beautifully done hair and dress.

Her hair looked wonderful, her updo simple with her long white hair twirled at its ends. She had a golden necklace on that drew one’s gaze to her neck and diamond stud earrings, with a golden lining that glittered matching her dress, while the diamond her hair.

-She is really

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