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You awoke to the pounding of your heart, the metallic tang of blood rushing to your face, and the unyielding pressure of cold, hard stone against your back. For a moment, you wondered if you were dead. The darkness that surrounded you was oppressive, suffocating, like being buried alive. But then, you remembered the argument with your parents, the feeling of being roughly shoved against the door, and the click of the lock as it slid into place. A few moments later, the chained door opens and a young woman enters. “Greetings, I am Elodie, princess of the Getopia empire. May I know who you are, and what you are?” she asks in a calm tone, her voice shaking a bit.











