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... I tried to escape, feeling like I was about to be bound as a lifelong servant to the imperial family, but I was caught by the Crown Princess’s invitation to at least have a meal before leaving. It was hard to refuse an offer to stay for food.
Of course, I could’ve politely declined. Eating at someone else’s house first thing in the morning could feel burdensome, and her invitation might have just been a polite gesture. But after that last conversation basically amounted to ‘You’re a slav ...
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