Dear Critic.
I have news.
Everyone I believe remembers the fallen barroness of Critic Arley. Well, all of her sins that you know or may not know about, none would top the one I am about to tell you.
The baroness's name was never Vera but Hama, she had taken the place of her elder sister by locking her up in their former house to marry the baron.
How vile could women get when intending to? I would have shuddered but believe me I have seen worse.
Perhaps the actual Vera would soon appear in our dearest Critic Arley now that she has been freed.
This shall be a new beginning for her and those coming of age too.
The balls, masquerades and parties, await.
Yours.
Muckraker.
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Morning.
Kitchen, Theodore Mansion.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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