“You want me to believe you ain’t royalty?” Cait snorted. “Right.” “I’m not. I was raised in a brothel and became a midwife to heal my sisters and prevent them from filling the brothel with children.” “You were raised with whores?” Sorcha winced. “It’s a rather cruel word, but yes. My sisters made a good living and kept us all alive. I value them greatly, no matter their choice of employment.” The more she spoke, the further Cait’s jaw dropped. “You don’t care at all that they sell their bodies to whomever will pay the most?” “Not in the slightest. What they do with their own flesh is none of
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