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~Spotify Song Choice for Chapter 1: The Kids Are Alright - Chole x Halle (playlist can be found on Spotify by looking up the book title or clicking the attached link to this chapter)~

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~Spotify Song Choice for Chapter 1: The Kids Are Alright - Chole x Halle (playlist can be found on Spotify by looking up the book title or clicking the attached link to this chapter)~

~Back in the small imaginary country between the two continents of Africa and Asia in the alternative late period~

I was completely out of my element. I felt out of place and that I was always standing someplace I shouldn't or was in someone's way. It was better than being in the cold wooden shack with the other soldiers but in a way, it wasn't. At least with the older soldiers, we all knew where we stood. We were only vessels for the authority's commands. We served no other purpose. Here, I was just a boy whose whole existence is based on the fact that a little girl begged on behalf of my shelter. Alai is not as perfect as I thought she was. Sure she has more prestige than me but she is just as enslaved as I.

That night when Alai and the old advisor brought me back to the common house was a night I would never forget.

*Flashback to the night Alai and Raphael first met and she and the advisor is bringing him back to the common house*

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*Flashback to the night Alai and Raphael first met and she and the advisor is bringing him back to the common house*

As soon as Alai walked into the house she was slapped to the ground by her Governess. The old advisor quickly rushed forward to protect her as The Governess was ready to beat her with a broom.

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