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The fragrance of the powdered fat filled her nostrils.

Now, not only were her hands shackled but even her legs, which were hidden under the bedclothes, were bound by a piece of cloth. It wasn't too tight, and could even be said to be loosely wrapped around her ankles.

The room in front of her was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. The gentle drapes were dyed light purple, and on the screen