Did the Breeder Die?

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*Barbara* She’s asleep. The dirty Breeder is sleeping, snoring a bit, her bulging belly huge. Now is the perfect time for me to smack her over the head with a vase or something and drag her out of the castle through the tunnels. Kane will be able to do whatever he wants with her. It’s the perfect scenario for me to get what I want and for this Breeder to f*****g go away. There’s only one problem I think of as I tiptoe into her room–I don’t see a vase. I look around the room for something heavy, and I do see some kind of a marble candlestick holder or something, but I’m afraid if I hit her in the head with that, I might kill her. I don’t think that’s our goal, not yet. I need to make sure Kane has her for whatever he wants to do with her. After all, if his plan is to ransom her and or t

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