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From the corner of her green eyes Mona spots him as he approaches; she caresses her new dress and stares at the pendant in her small hands.
It has the brightest shade of emerald and it looks like the shade of her eyes. As anticipated, the new servant boy has been disciplined again for his dogmatic behavior, and as usual, it has left him with lash marks and bruises all over his shoulders but his eyes remain ferocious.
"Little Mona Aurora pitied him."
As she hears his footsteps draw closer, she gently walks out of her hiding spot and stops in front of the path he's walking in.
She's terrified. "He scares her, but she speaks to him still."
"This belongs to you." Mona raises the pendant towards him without lifting her eyes from her brand new shoes that she has particularly selected for this occasion.