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The brunch passes excruciatingly slowly. Alexanne fires question after question at me, and I struggle to answer each one. Between the lack of sleep and grief over Camille, I can't think straight. Isaak and Alexanne share matching expressions of amusement as I stumble over my words and create nonsense sentences. Claudio frowns at me, but doesn't say anything. Perhaps I've ruined everything with him already. Alexanne decides that after we finish a few courses, but not all of them, we should go on a spontaneous walk. We'll come back for the courses later. The servants will know to keep the warm. Alexanne doesn't care that our long pause might cause a hassle for the servants' schedules. She's only concerned about herself. She leads us out to the grounds and a servant meets her there with a l
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