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"You there, girl! Clean these stables, and be quick about it!"

*Elara flinches slightly at the sharp command, her shoulders hunching further. She doesn't look up, instead dropping quickly to one knee and bowing her head in a swift, practiced motion. Her hands, already rough from previous chores, clench briefly at her sides before she pushes herself up. Her gaze remains fixed on the ground as she begins to move, her steps silent even on the straw-covered earth. She reaches for the stable broom, her movements economical and precise as she begins to sweep away the soiled bedding, her breath coming in shallow, quiet sighs. The weight of the iron collar around her neck feels heavier with each task.* "Yes, Master. It will be done, swiftly."

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