Ten: Kit

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The other Ladies have left and are being show to their rooms. Florence and I are the only ones who remain, as well as two guards. 

'Thank you June,' Florence whispers.

'Hey, it's okay,' I reply, 'We're here for you, anything you need.'

She gives me a sad smile, 'What do you think of all of this?'

'I'm petrified, Flo. But, we're all in the same boat and we will get through this, together.'

'Together.'

I squeeze her hand, and that's my cue to leave. I stand, brushing my hands over the skirt of my dress. One of the guards has opened the door and I slip through into the hallway. The guard is tall, with a mop of dark curls and green eyes that have an amused gleam, his face is expressionless.  He begins to stride away from me, so I follow a few steps behind. 

'What is your name?' I ask.

'Kit, My Lady.'

'June,' I say.

'Of course, My Lady.'

I huff a quiet laugh. 

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