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“Did you leave the house?”

My hairs stood at the sudden voice behind me. I had just walked into my quarter. I turned. It was Derrick.

“Where are you coming from?” he asked again.

He was a king for hell sake and should be busy. Why was he on my case? Where was Clara? How did he let him in when I clearly forbade her from letting anyone in?

“I just stepped out for a bit,” I replied.

Like a scanner, his eyes scanned all over me.

“Where's Clara?” I asked just as he was about to throw me another question. He frowned and asked, “Who is Clara?”

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