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Lilith’s powers had grown stronger in those short months, and it was not long before the pestilence took Leonard.

Leonard: Lilith, please. Dearest.

Lilith: Dearest, is it? What of my sister? What of sweet Jane? Are they not your dearest too? Seems you have so many of us, too many to keep count. Does that not just gnaw away at you, Leonard? Eat at your insides like rats? It shall from now on. 

Mary: Leonard tells me you are a market girl.

Lilith: I would not quite put it like that. My father owned farm land, but when he died...things became difficult, and my sister Kitty and I...

Mary: Started trading in the market.

Lilith: Yes, My Lady.

Mary: What exactly were you trading?

Lilith: Fruits, vegetables, fish...all manner of things.

Mary: Anything else? 

Lilith: I am not sure what you’re implying, My Lady.

Mary: Yes, you are. You may have Leonard wrapped around your little finger, and now you have borne his child...presuming it is his...things will be more difficult. But let me state this plainly...you do not belong here, and you will not remain here for very much longer. By your choice, or by mine. Is that clear?

Lilith: ...I beg your pardon, My Lady. I must retire to my rooms.