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... dung.
And water. Cold water. Very cold water.
"Éirigh!" A voice snapped above him, sharp as the crack of a whip.
Something metallic clanged against the wooden stall post beside his head, and Hermes flinched instinctively, still clenching his glutes from Dante’s ridiculous last instruction.
When he opened his eyes, a bucket clattered to the floor and a woman was standing over him...
A sturdy maid with wind-chapped cheeks, her hair tucked into a linen coif. ...
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