“But…” Wendy bit her lip and continued, “Wasn’t the Goddess of Hunting prepared for me? Mrs. Nightshire specially borrowed it for me.”
“For you?” Vinson scoffed, his tone more ruthless. “Who do you think you are?”
“How is this possible?”
Wendy stared at Susanne in disbelief.
Susanne’s expression froze as she walked over and explained awkwardly, “Wendy, I’m here to deliver Sennhein to you. As for the Goddess of Hunting, I don’t know who sent it or who it is for.”
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