Chapter 72 Notice, Madam

“Hobbs,” said Isaure, a third time, and she stood up out of the chair.

It took her two tries. Nobody moved to help, because you could see she would rather fall.

“Madam.”

“You will stop.”

“No, madam.”

I’ve heard people say no to Isaure. Sorel has been doing it, in his way, for four hundred years...

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