"Now, my loyal subjects, head to the Imperial Palace and seek shelter. One of my sisters and some trusted acquaintances are already there to help you all," Mireya said in an authoritative tone, a proud grin stretching across her face as she looked at her people.
"As you command, Your Highness," the former enslaved elves responded in unison, joy lighting up their faces.
Mireya then retrieved a set of modest yet fine garments from her spatial ring and handed them over, saying, "Change into these. They're decent clothes—take them. Once you're dressed, head directly to the Imperial Palace."
"We thank the Queen for her benevolence," they all replied gratefully.
Without delay, the elves changed into the clothes given to them by their queen, covering their exposed and humiliated bodies. As they finished dressing, Yuan and his wives stepped forward and began removing the slave collars around their necks.
