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Two guards huddled over a brazier, their brass armor fogging in the cold.

She was beautiful, ageless, with hair the color of spun copper and eyes like chips of jade. She wore a gown of black silk embroidered with silver lilies, and she spoke in a voice like honey over broken glass. Lily Service -Full Version- -Tyviania-

Lady Vane laughed. "What will you do, gutter child? Drown yourself?" Two guards huddled over a brazier, their brass

Elara clamped a hand over her mouth. The bidding began. A Harvester in a ruby mask bought a boy of seven for three thousand gold crowns. A woman with serpentine jewelry purchased twin girls. Each child was led to a silver chair beside the mercury pool. A Sister placed a lily-shaped helmet over their head. There was no scream, no blood. Just a soft, final sigh as their essence drained into a waiting crystal vial. The child left behind was alive but hollow—a smiling, empty thing destined for the lower tiers as a "rehabilitated ward." Elara fled the grate. She ran until she found a forgotten greenhouse, choked with weeds and broken pots. There, she vomited. Then she wept. Then, slowly, rage replaced grief. Lady Vane laughed