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It was another day at the arena. I sat there oiled down, smelling like lavender and daffodils, the scent overpowering my nose. I thrumed my nails on the stone chair beside the queen, waiting for ailign to start his match. "Megan, get me a drink" the queen commanded. I got up robotically, already used to this game, fetching things for the queen while my mate fought. Any little thing to keep me from watching the man I loved fight for his life in the arena. I moved my gloved hand, hoisting myself in my draped dress up, the fabric heavy, adding to my weight. "Yes my queen" I said I walked slowly, a hand snaking out to grab my wrist, it was one of the nobleman. "Vile human" He sneered and tossed me to the side, down I feel on my ass. This was the first time someone had touched me whil
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