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[notyetasage]

It is the Silver Millennium. Sort of. The time is during the Silver Millennium, but the place is Earth. The Golden Kingdom, the pinnacle of ancient culture, nobility, science, and...slavery

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[buntails]

Usagi had no idea where she was - or that who she so very strongly resembled would be known here, until she saw the one familiar thing, a person:

"Beryl?!" Oh crap why was she right here in front of Beryl this wasn't good and no one else was even with her oh crap.

[notyetasage]

She looks right up at the mention of her name. There is a slight narrowing of her eyes, though it is of confusion as opposed to hatred.

"P-princess?!" One of the slaves, however, recognized Usagi. "Mistress! The moon princess!!"

[buntails]

Usagi laughed nervously. "Not--" Yeah it was pretty much hopeless to try to convince them 'I'm not her'.

"Please don't make such a fuss." That was probably about as likely.

[notyetasage]

"There's no use, madam." At this, Beryl snorted. "You're a guest."