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Fred had been provided with a laundry worker's uniform. Thanks to her
curse, Astra was still naked. Even if she had not been cursed, she
suspected that it would have amused the dragon to keep her as she was.
Still, her nudity could be seen as an advantage in the hot and steamy
laundry room. Sweat was running down her body as it was. The one small
window high in one wall was open wide but did little to make conditions
more tolerable.
Trying not to trip over Velus, who - though present - couldn't really help the other two very much, Astra carried a large basket of dirty, smelly (and in some cases bloody) smalls across the room, and emptied them into the huge steaming cauldron. "That's the lot," she told Fred. She and Fred took up long wooden poles that had a round rock wrapped in cloth firmly attached to one end. They started using these implements to pummel the contents of the cauldron. It would have been exhausting work at the best of times, but in the heat and humidity of the laundry it was far worse. Escape was not an option for the time being. They had been locked in the room, and two of the dragon's guards were on duty outside. Nor was there any question of not working. The dragon had let them know that if they proved to be unsatisfactory workers, then he had something even less pleasant planned for them.
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