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Poor, slave!

Madison's POV:

Ever since I stepped my foot into this house, all I've always felt is pains and pains. I don't think I'll ever be happy again.

I don't think I'll be able to leave this house again. This is probably my destiny, and nothing can stop all the pains I'm feeling. I can't even walk on my own.

My door creaked open, and that smacked me out of my thoughts. Of course, anyone is allowed to enter my room without knocking because I'm a slave. It was Axel, the Master's favorite guard.

"Sorry I barged in. I just wanted to give you these, they are from Lady Delia" He handed a cup of herbs to me, and I reluctantly took it from him. The medicine had such a bad aroma that I almost three up, but I managed to hold myself.

"Thank you so much" I forced a smile at him, sadly the smile was filled with sorrows.

"I think you should just rest, so that the wound will heal" He pointed at my burnt feet, and I nodded my head.

"I will, thank you" I agreed, before he walked out of the room. I picked up t
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Lilys
She would rather die than go to the field .. yeah cos she would likely end up being punished or tortured more if not dead for either .
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