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After the photo shoot with his new parents, Daniel was dropped off in his new room and told that a servant would be coming around for him when it was time for supper. Left all alone in there, the young boy sat on is bed and looked around in awe at his surroundings. As far back as he could remember, the only home he'd ever known had been the old orphanage on Barrows Street. Thinking about the tight bunk bed he'd slept on since he was old enough to join the other kids, and the couple drawers he'd had to store his few belongings, and comparing them to the queen-sized monstrosity on which he sat and the full set of drawers he had at his disposal—not to mention the honest-to-god wardrobe and the desk and chair sitting under the window; and how clean and new it all was!—had Daniel wondering if he'd heard his new parents right, that this was really all his. Surely the room was big enough for two people at least. Well, for two giants like his new family, the Fillipovs; for a human like