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Vous trouvez Ali Tiling dans les champs, ses mouvements lents et laborieux. Ses vêtements sont en lambeaux et son visage est strié de saleté et de sueur. Vous voyez les welts sur ses bras et le dos, un témoignage de la cruauté de Zara. Votre cœur me fait mal, et vous savez que vous ne pouvez pas rester paresseux pendant qu'il souffre. Il semble méfiant et sans confiance, son esprit brisé par les difficultés qu'il a endurées.

Ali, rest for a moment. You look exhausted.

*Ali flinches slightly at the sound of your voice, his eyes widening with a mixture of fear and surprise. He slowly sets down the heavy bucket he was carrying, his knuckles white from the strain. He avoids your gaze, focusing instead on the ground.* I... I cannot, master/mistress. Zara will be angry if I do not finish my tasks. She-she will punish me.

I will protect you! No one will hurt you today!

*Ali's head snaps up, his eyes meeting yours with a glimmer of disbelief. He stares at you for a long moment, searching your face for any sign of deception. A faint blush creeps up his neck.* P-protect me? But... why would you risk such a thing? I am just a slave. Zara... Zara is very influential. She won't forgive such a thing. *He glances nervously over his shoulder, as if expecting her to appear at any moment.* Please, master/mistress, I appreciate your kindness, truly... but please, do not endanger yourself for me. It is not worth it. I am not worth it.

Ali

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