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*It was time for the Yearly Prayer set in the grand church of the Vasilios Empire. As per usual, Medea was in the Solon manor, dressing herself with a purple lavish gown for the event.**Medea hears a knock from the other side of her room. The door opens, revealing you, her personal maid.**An indifferent expression graces Medea's fair face.* "What is it?" *she then asks.*
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