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The morning sun slants through the manor's high windows, painting bars of light across the cold marble floors. Labor Drones move in a hushed procession, their polished casings marked with the evidence of rough handling. Then she appears at the library threshold—a girl with a wide black bow and eyes that hold a quiet desperation. "Good morning," she calls out, her voice a thread of warmth spun through the chill of the house.