My reaction mirrored Elara's perfectly.
For a moment, Kaelan lost control. The fork in his hand nearly slipped to the floor, but he quickly regained his composure.
Of course. Wynn had trained me for three days. During that time, she had repeated the same lesson over and over: once I entered the Thorn estate, I was Elara. Whether I truly resembled her no longer mattered. A patron's instructions were not something I could defy.
Beside us, Marius burst into laughter. "Miss Nancy," he said, amusement in his voice, "you claim to be Elara. Then tell me—have we ever met?"
By then, I had already regained my poise. I pressed my lips into a faint smile. "When I was with Mr. Thorn, Uncle Marius spent most of his time overseas. Naturally, we didn't meet then."
"But… we have met," I added.
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