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conversations.value:  Sweat formed on my brow despite the chill of January. The layers of volcanic ash I shoveled slowly gave way to the wreckage underneath. I was used to physical exertion, but this kind of labor demanded more of me than my military training ever did. I inhaled deep to steady my breathing, and the cold air chilled me from within. Thinking it would be bad to catch a cold, I tightened the towel on my neck. A whole month had breezed by since the revolution. Bauer was still unstable, leaving everyone to do what they could to survive. Both former commoners and former nobles alike had it rough. Commoners already lived in poverty, but things were only worse for them now with the shortage of commodities leading to prices rising. The ex-nobility lost their special privileges and many of their assets, leaving them floundering. I, Loretta Kugret, was of course one of the latter, being an ex-noble. House Kugret had served as officers in the kingdom’s army for generations. We used to be of a lower rank, but my grandfather saw the value of magic early on and actively encouraged the study of it while the traditionalists stuck with old-fashioned, non-magic means. The late King l’Ausseil’s meritocratic plans came into effect around that time, allowing our house to rise in status unusually fast for a conservative organization like the army. Of course, things were different now after the revolution. The kingdom’s army still handled national security and public safety, but the structure was currently being revised. My father never did anything corrupt, but it was undeniable that he was an influential figure in the pre-revolution army. His position, and our household by extension, was in a difficult situation now as ex-nobility.
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conversations.value:  "Snap out of it, Loretta. You’re blanking out." A cute girl with peculiar hair that curled inward snapped me out of my thoughts. Pepi Barlier. She was a former noble as well and, for reasons, was staying at our home for the time being.
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conversations.value:  "Sorry about that, Pepi."
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conversations.value:  "Keep it together, will you? We’re nowhere near done." She sighed and returned to shoveling. What used to be immaculate, uncalloused hands that never knew a day’s work were now covered in dirt and grime. Even so, she hadn’t complained once. That was just the kind of girl she was. The two of us were working to restore the capital. The city was left covered in volcanic rock and ash in the wake of Mt. Sassal’s eruption, leaving much work to be done. Pepi and I offered to help, which is why we were now working beside commoners—or rather, fellow ordinary citizens, as they now were. That being said, we didn’t offer to help purely out of the goodness of our hearts. As I mentioned, House Kugret was in a bit of a bind.
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