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... tea in the guest room of Morris's mansion, finally taking a moment to relax.
After everything, I had bathed alone in another room, washing away the soap suds and putting my clothes back on. My "Excalibur," which had been left unsatisfied and frustrated, had finally calmed down.
But my mind kept drifting back to Iris. She was quite a woman. I could still see her in my head, cheeks flushed as she served me with such devotion. In this world, female slaves would dedicate their lives ...
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