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Oriana

-Karen-

“Karen? Is that you?” A familiar voice called to me.

I turned around and saw an old acquaintance of mine named Oriana. She was a bit older than I was. She was tall and slender with black wavy hair and sharp blue eyes. “Oriana! How are you?” I asked her happily.

“I’ve been well despite the invasion. Good to see you made it through…” She said warmly. She looked over my clothes and gave me a quizzical smile. “Did they change the uniforms for servants? I don’t recall that happening when Zargo took over.” She walked over to the counter and started unfolding the bolts of fabric. “How much fabric were you looking for?”

“They didn’t change the uniforms… But I’m not a typical servant anymore either.” I answered trying to figure out how to explain my new position. Despite the companion offer, I was still an official servant to Conor even if he didn’t treat me like one. “May I please have three yards of each fabric? Four of the black though please.” I walked over to the scrap bin and pic
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