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Chapter 35: The Weight of Apologies
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... h gentle but demanding fate fixed into one's soul the moment they are born as simple peasants. Simple orders, heed them to the core and listen to the people of the upper class as gods. As in reality they were. The people living below as mere citizens, their whole life, from the moment of their birth to the time of their death. It all waved in a whim of a simple noble. Their satisfaction decided one's bright future and their rage degraded one to their very death.
What could one do but ple ...
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