|| Reika Ulrich’s POV ||In Redhowl Vale, the maids had all gathered together to see the show. I could feel their eyes on me even before Agnes’s shout echoed through the place, drawing the attention of every single maid. Meanwhile, a trustee servant of Agnes walked out of the store room carrying a slave dress and a collar.The moment I saw the dress, disgust filled me. It was too revealing, barely covering the private parts. As soon as the maids came forward to strip me of my current clothes, I immediately refuted,“ I am not wearing that. It's disgusting.. I will wait for King Radolf to come over.”Agnes sneered at my words, the remote resting casually in her hand,“ Unfortunately, that's not happening. The more you delay, the harsher your punishments will be.”Before I could react, she blurted an order and gestured at someone. In the next moment, the slave collar was locked around my neck. Panic crept into my heart. I didn’t understand what the collar was or what it could do to me,
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