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Alliene glanced around her apartments and noted happily that everything was in place and untouched. Moving quickly, she walked through the silent House and located the slaves sleeping quarters. Most of them sat up in fear when she kicked the door open, then shrank back beneath their covers when they recognized her. Alliene grabbed the closest one, a frail elven female,
"You, I require a slave collar and a leash to go with it. Fetch it quickly elf, I do not want to be standing here all night,"
"Of course, Matron Streea," the trembling elf curtsied and ran out the door.
Alliene followed her out and leaned on the door frame until she returned carrying a large metal collar with a stout leather leash, handing it to Alliene timidly,
"My thanks, elf. Return to bed," the gril bobbed her head and darted back into the slaves quarters. Sighing, Alliene left a glyph on the wall that would inform Sui'aerl that she had stopped by, and cast her Dimension Door back into her rooms at Verloren's estates. Dropping the leash on a desk near the bed, Alliene let her robe drop to the floor, and she slid happily under her stone gray silk sheets, falling asleep instantly.
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