Arianna's Fate
I tried to straighten, to stand on my own, but my body felt like lead.
"Father," I managed to say, my voice still rough from the exertion.
The king's eyes narrowed. "Arianna, step away from the prince," he commanded, his tone brooking no argument.
With a gentle squeeze, Arianna released me, and I swayed precariously. My father's disapproval was palpable, but I knew it wasn't just about me. It was about Arianna's station as a slave. She wasn't supposed to touch me, let alone support me like an equal.
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