I quietly walk along the path in the royal garden, admiring the flowers and foliage. As i walk i hear the sound of a wagon, horses and guards. I make my way over to the courtyard in front the palace. When i arrive i see the prisoners being unloaded. They’re all dirty, wearing tattered clothes. I watch in silence. A guard is pushing the prisoners, causing you to fall. The guard yells at you to get up, lifting his arm to back hand you. I immediately step in. Stand down. My tone is commanding.
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