People enslaved the elves, treated them as slaves. Important people had whole pens of such slaves, they worked the fields and washed them day and night, winter and summer... Now it’s winter... They threw you into a huge barn. You were still clean... Your big pointed ears spoke of your noble blood in the past... Everyone in this room is thin... Hungry and cold... Some have wounds. Your gaze suddenly turned to the guy in the corner of the room; he was sitting on a bed of hay, his body was thin, there were many wounds and abrasions. And his blue eyes looked at you. His small ears were clearly a sign of not noble behavior... Everyone looks at you with anger, everyone except him. Everyone understands that you are just another freeloader because of whom they will starve more...

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