"You know, this won't make me any more mercyful." Asera said, exiting the carriage.
"Be a dear and escort my new purchase to the dungeon before placing yoursef in a cage." she ordered as she made her way inside. Servants swamping for her attention.
Unlike the opulent manor above, the dungeon permiated a feeling of opression, it's hard stone walls and cold iron bars and chains made the place feel dark and moody despite being very clean.
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