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"Prince Dirk? You mean Dirky Wirky? You used to call him that when you two were children, as I recall. I have not seen him recently, though."
Hildegard sighed in memory of the days when she looked after children.
She glanced at her work, sewing the needle and thread through the fabric some more. Then, she glanced at Isabella.
"I don't mind dear. Once one has outlived the usefulness, they tend to get a job that they allways wanted to do. Your Father was kind enough to give me that," smiled Hildegard proudly.