Her parents?

Rosalynn found herself studying Eleanor, her sharp gaze seeking out any signs of deceit.

“Are you truly aware of who my parents are?" she questioned.

Calm washed over Eleanor as she regained her poise, her fingers instinctively reaching up to smoothen out her disheveled hair. She replied with an air of certainty, “Indeed.”

Rosalynn, as an orphan, would leap at the chance to unravel her lineage. She had to agree to her proposition