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Vannie pulled her hand away and rubbed her arm. She hadn't exactly expected Abigail to kiss her hand, after all, who could expect commoners to do so? But she HAD expected her to just take it and give it a gentle, quick pump, not shake it like it was an old towel.
"Yes, yes I am." She turned and gave her cousin a skeptical look. What kind of headmistress didn't keep track of her own (richest!) students?
"I believe everything is in order, yes? You have reserved a special room for my nanny, if I recall correctly. It is near my room, isn't it?" Vannie asked coolly, eyeing Abigail's odd clothing choices.
"Yes, yes I am." She turned and gave her cousin a skeptical look. What kind of headmistress didn't keep track of her own (richest!) students?
"I believe everything is in order, yes? You have reserved a special room for my nanny, if I recall correctly. It is near my room, isn't it?" Vannie asked coolly, eyeing Abigail's odd clothing choices.