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DEMISE! III

FIVE YEARS AGO.

Lora hurried into the room, one hand holding a paint brush and the other a bottle of black ink. She had to get things out immediately before someone saw her, or worse, before he awoke. She had snuck into the palace kitchen earlier that day and spiked Jrue's wine with a sedative that washed him unconscious the moment he tasted it. He was in his chambers, so Lora had to hurry before he regained consciousness.

One of the enslaved people of Royal Republic who had been kidnapped by the dictator was an expert potion maker. She was an elemental sorceress, primarily in the water type. Despite the fact that the chains around their ankles and wrists prevented them from using any charms or sorcery, she knew how to make potions, and most potions didn't take magic to make. The ink used to create the slave symbol was not an exception.