"What I need is my father," Yelena said bluntly looking away. "But that will not happen. He...he was killed, just before I arrived here." It was hard to even say the words, but she forced them out. Hiding from the truth would not change it. "In lieu of that...give me something to do. I have no wish to be idle. I am well-trained. You passed on your title to me and I did well by it. I can be useful here."
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