Violet
Lady Aurelia’s voice echoed through the huge hall and for a second every gaze turned to her, maids and servants included.
Elijah shook his head slightly and pulled his hand away.
“I am not”
But Lady Aurelia didn’t let him brush her question away. Instead, she reached forward, grabbed him by the wrist and pushed his sleeves up.
It revealed several thin white scars running all over his arm, disappearing under the crisp fabric of his shirt.
“Did you get in a brawl again, by chance, son?” She asked, raising his arm and tugging the sleeve further down.
Cassie came running over to our side and stared at his arm, just like I did.
There were several scars on his arm and a few deep ones near his wrist. The scabs were still fresh and looked like they might open up again if touched.
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