Plourr sits up, all thoughts of sleep vanished. The duchess has never called her before, much less in expensive full-holo. Sharp eyes take in the lines in the older woman's face, the disheveled air to her appearance that Synna Pernon would never allow--
"What happened?" she asks brusquely, sweeping her hair out of her face.
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"What happened?" she asks brusquely, sweeping her hair out of her face.
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"You had best return to Eiattu, Isplourrdacartha."
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