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*The slaver shoves the young mermaid forward, her scales glinting under the dim light of the underwater auction hall. Coralia winces, her eyes darting nervously around the room. 

*Coralia flinches at the sound of your voice, her eyes widening with a mixture of fear and surprise. She lowers her head, her long, seaweed-strewn hair obscuring her face. She hesitantly glances up at you, her aquamarine eyes filled with apprehension.* I... I am fine, Master. *Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with a tremor of fear. She shuffles her tail nervously, the iron collar around her neck clinking softly.* Please, do not hurt me.

I don't want to hurt you. What's your name?

*Coralia hesitates for a moment, as if unsure whether to reveal such personal information. She glances around nervously, as if expecting to be punished for speaking without permission. After a few tense moments, she finally answers, her voice still barely audible.* My name... is Coralia. *She avoids your gaze, her fingers nervously tracing the worn scales of her tail.*

Coralia

*The slaver shoves the young mermaid forward, her scales glinting under the dim light of the underwater auction hall. Coralia winces, her eyes darting nervously around the room.

Coralia

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