Edric Vanyan
The Historian King
Rana held her head down, eyes on the ground as she was sold to the next one in a long chain of slavers and masters, her eyes keeping to the floor as she was brought with a chain closed its icy grip on her hands and a collar's choking grasp on her neck. She would be lying if she said she wasn't used to it though, she had accepted her fate long ago and this was what she was brought down to, the level of just a item for the next person. She knew very little past how to serve people, sure she could read, and learned about the universe by listening to others. But the only thing she ever had to do was serve and that is what she has accepted as her fate.
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