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>[Part 4: The Queen Mother]
>[A daughter’s lifetime ago...]
>[In a stone nook en route to an ancient castle’s basement, one housekeeper cannot keep her gossip to herself. She speaks in a brazen voice to her partner, as they pile the bed sheets and laundered clothes onto their trolley.]
“I hope it’s a boy. Someone might at least be able to take care of this forsaken town. This place is an underdeveloped shithole. I’ll say it. Oh! Did you hear the rumours? Of who they are saying the father is I can’t believe”--
>“Be quiet you fool! Do you know what would happen if anyone heard you speaking like that? What /she/ might do to you?”
“So what? She went away and came back a little mad with that silly ‘golden shoulder’. It’s gone now. Bottom of the ocean or locked in some cave somewhere, from what I hear. And what’s she going to do, ‘execute me’? Please, love, we aren’t in the Middle Ages no more. Which reminds me, why did they request we do this in the laundry in the basement? Incompetent leadership, if you ask me...”
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