OOC Can read it just fine
Amy could hardly believe her ears. Her tail wagged even harder at his words. She had discovered one of the great Trovatos, an heir to the fallen empire. “I worked with them, yes. You're the little boy that they mooned over, right? They were already planning your wedding back then.” Amy giggled at the memory. She had just been a year old herself when she'd heard the discussion. His parents had been arranging a marriage between him and some girl from a rich family. She didn't know who, though she remembered being offered on the platter. If they had attempted to carry that through though, dear Matteo wouldn't be alive. She was nobody's bargaining chip. That's why she came here.
Pleased Amy bobbed her head slightly, a mark of respect to someone of the same rank as her. There was still the question of how he'd survived though. "Exactly what happened? We were told you were dead. If your parents were still alive, I'd be sending them a letter to let them know you're alright." It would have been an excellent bargaining chip for future business deals. It would have put Amy in control of a small sample of that vast Trovato empire, even if it was simply through gratitude of returning their heir. It was a shame the mighty empire had collapsed.
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