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What a delightful castle. This place boasted enormous rooms and rich trappings. Perfect for a young woman looking to... expand her enterprise. Cattle milled about aimlessly down the large reception hall, their tired sighs and whimpers echoing off of the cold stone walls. Oblivion-tainted eyes shifted from one thin body to another, appraising them. They would do for the moment. She would hire more people to fill these bare halls. Cooks and servants, guards and concubines. Male ones, of course. Perhaps she'd even hire a bard or two. A faint, delighted smile curved her bowed lips. Yes, this would do just fine.