Holly was unsure what in Camille's dream could have engrossed her enough to carry on a conversation. Not one to argue with the prying eyes of their governess, Holly thought it might be best to humor her sister—but not without being a little shit first.

"I hardly doubt it; like I said, I see no point to pondering on dreams," she said condescendingly with a side glance. "But because you're my sister and it's my duty to listen to your worries, you may tell me."

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