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XLeonard Ainsworth? Well, that's definitely an upper class name. Who names their kid Leonard? Jisun did not recognize the name Ainsworth, but clearly the family was rich. Besides his somewhat stuffy name, Jisun highly doubted that Anastasia would have been married off to someone who wasn't of high prestige and wealth.
Jisun beckoned Dal to come while Anastasia went to her room. "You're gonna get your walk today, Dal," she murmured. "I know that girl is a stranger -- I'm a bit unnerved too -- but let's play nice. Okay? High five."
Jisun offered her hand, palm up. Dal reached his left paw up and slapped it, barking sharply in approval.
"Ready?" Jisun heard Anastasia call out. She turned to look at the other girl. Now that I think about it, this is the first time I've seen her wear something that's not a dress. Anastasia seemed to fit into the princess archetype, for a lack of a better term, just as well as the Fates fit into their roles as rich bitches and spoiled brats.
Jisun quickly attached Dal's leash to his collar. "Let's go."
As the three of them walked out -- Dal bounding a little more energetically than usual -- Jisun asked bluntly, "Are you majoring in lit or international relations?"