Before
"If wars can be started by lies, they can be stopped by truth."
-Julian Assange
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"Welcome to Bezmun," a palace maid, almost twice her age, greeted Reis. She held the door of the shared bed chamber open.
Reis walked in, carrying her stuff inside. She didn't bring many as there was nothing much for her to take.
"I will leave you to rest. Dinner preparations begin before the sun can set. I will call you. The servants eat together in the common room adjacent to the pantry. The bath and toilet are in the right corridor, a few steps from here. If you need anything else, feel free to tell me. My name is Saline. It's a pleasure to have you here."
Reis exchanged greetings. She was too stunned to speak, which left her to stare at Saline's retreating form.
There were several bunk beds inside the bed chamber. Each bed had its style, showing ownership.