Clapped in cold black Irons, the guards escort her to one of the village's older and more venerable establishments; the orphanage.
The headmistress of the orphanage, all smiles appears at the front door to welcome them.
"Hello, and who are you little one? Welcome to the orphanage... you're just in time. we haven't had our daily showers yet, and we've just received some new girls off the street. why don't you go introduce yourself to them?" she chirps at the dirty faced youngster in front of her. The guards remove her restraints, and leave.
Muffy thinks to herself. This isn't as bad as she'd thought it would be. there'd be food, and showers. She'd spent long enough on the street to miss the basic niceties of a home. Maybe, in this place life could return to the way it had been when her mother was still alive?

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