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... nst the door of the dungeon.
Her strength was fading. The silver shackles around her wrists and ankles burned against her skin, leeching away the last remnants of her energy. Her throat was parched. The ache in her body was no longer just in her muscles, it had seeped deep into her bones.
Just then, the heavy door opened, and the man responsible for her captivity stepped inside.
"You’ll be free to go once the auction is over," he said casually, unlocking the shackles.
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