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''What is wrong with you, Mommy?'' |
''What is wrong with you, Mommy?'' |
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β | Closing the large, ornate oaken door behind her, one of the female attendants dropped to |
+ | Closing the large, ornate oaken door behind her, one of the female attendants dropped to her knees, facing the child as her weary gaze came to meet Kitra's. |
"Your mother is ill, Kitra," the woman spoke softly. "You must let her rest if you wish for her to recover." She then wagged her forefinger in the girl's face in an admonishing fashion, her voice growing stern. "And believe me, young lady, you will leave her be until I say otherwise." |
"Your mother is ill, Kitra," the woman spoke softly. "You must let her rest if you wish for her to recover." She then wagged her forefinger in the girl's face in an admonishing fashion, her voice growing stern. "And believe me, young lady, you will leave her be until I say otherwise." |