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are you not married to him.α£ if not by love, then by law. ties alone that make prince your daemon.. your prince.
aye. they say jesting is one of my many talents.
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οΎ πΆlthough small, the lake offered the dragon and its rider some well-needed comfort. the princess, kneeling, had her silver hair tied in braids that were already coming undone, βΊβΊ
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for the last he wishes to do is stir the dragon and being kissed by its flames. but the steel enveloping his physique betrays him, its clanking loud enough to call the attention of the rider: no other than princess visenya, βΊ
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shifts orphan-maker to properly line it with his long azure vestment. he remembers not the last time he did not wear his armor and the sensation of having no steel or chain mail burning his skin is now alien to him.
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