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Lewi
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Kieara nodded to him and slowly made her way into the room. In all honesty, she found this all to be a bit intimidating. Everything was so fancy, she was afraid that if she so much as touched it, it would destroy whatever happened to be the victim. She stood for a long time inspecting every detail of the room before she finally sat down. She sat near the end of one of the couches nearest the fire.
She stared into the fire left to her thoughts. Thoughts like why was she here? How'd Minuit persuade her to come here? Where was he? What would she do once morning came? What would she do about her father? She knew as soon as she went home after tonight she'd be in for it for running, and for not returning home. What was she thinking?
She stared into the fire left to her thoughts. Thoughts like why was she here? How'd Minuit persuade her to come here? Where was he? What would she do once morning came? What would she do about her father? She knew as soon as she went home after tonight she'd be in for it for running, and for not returning home. What was she thinking?