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Chapter 35: Tea Party

Elara

“Aren’t you going to wash my stained trousers, cleaner?”

My eyes widened at Asher’s words. It wasn’t even the request itself that bothered me—I would have happily done it had he asked nicely and sincerely—it was the blatant condescension in this tone.

I knew exactly what this was: an att...