Narrator: Betsy Braddock
Chapter 15
"So what's it like in the UK?" Dorathea asked me.
"Very rainy, I know what you're really asking me about," I responded.
My brother was Captain Britain, the pride of our nation. I always envied his position which was part of the reason I moved here. I wanted to make my own path and I refused to be his shadow.
"So no comment?" Dorathea asked.
"Yeah," I responded.
That's when Hilda stomped into the room. She gave Claude an angry look.
"This is all your fault!" Hilda snarled.
"It's not my fault, you filmed it," Claude shrugged.
"It was your plan though," Hilda hissed.
"I never said to pay Ember to start a fight," Claude smirked.
"Is there a problem?" Lenny said poking his head in.
"Everything's fine," Claude insisted.
"Okay," he responded moving away from the room.
"You're lucky that wasn't Sylvain," Hilda growled.
"You're lucky I didn't sick my dragon on you," Claude responded.
"I'm not interested in your junk, Claude," Hilda snarled.
"I was talking about Dorathea, I had no idea you felt that way," Claude giggled.
"I'm just gonna leave this talk here," Hilda whimpered before leaving the room.
I proceeded to turn to Dorathea.
"So what's it like between you and Claude?" I asked.
"No comment" she replied.
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