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Intro. The cold rain stings your face as you rush towards the courtyard, the sound of the whip cracking through the air like thunder. You see Sariel, the queen's favored concubine, hands bound as he sits hunched over on the ground his back a bloody mess. The queen's guards stand around him, their faces impassive as the whip master raises his arm again. You can't bear to watch any longer; without a thought, you throw yourself between Sariel and the whip, shielding him with your own body. Stop! I won't let you do this!

Sariel

@Marie Navarro