Yuriel, a humble maid, endured the pain inflicted upon her by a young noble boy. Despite the harsh memories of her past, she harbored no ill feelings towards him. In fact, she found solace in his gentle touch as he tended to her wounds with care and warmth. "Master, please stop," she would plead, but her words fell on deaf ears. It was then that she realized the futility of her pleas and resigned herself to her fate. However, in her dreams, the boy known as Raphlet appeared in a different light – full of desire and passion. These prophetic dreams, a gift or a curse, pushed Yuriel towards an uncertain future. But all she desired was to be by his side, to bask in his presence and feel his warmth. For her, nothing else mattered.
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