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There was no sunlight when she woke up in her small quarter, no joyful sounds, just the cold grey weather she could see through her tiny window. It was snowing per usual, and she shivered from the cold as well. The servant's quarters may be a residence for hundreds, maybe even thousands of workers that serve Zapolyarny palace, but it was far from a place of luxury. It was built to house them, not to give them comfort or any warmth. Just enough for them to survive long enough so they could continue with their labors.
After 2 years of working here, she was used to being able to wake up so early in the morning.
She dazed up in the window for a bit and smiled tiredly before getting up to dress in her attire. She wore a low bun, but on occasions where she was feeling quite lazy, she simply tied it with a low ponytail.
After she was done getting ready, she placed her mask on her face which covered her eyes.
Today was just like any other day for her, nothing special. As she walked out of her quarters she saw her fellow co-workers. Laundry. That was her assignment for today.
