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| Sorry, but I'm going to have to kill you. I really wanna inherit that kingdom. | |
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| I understand, but I'm not the king;s son. I'm just a knight who frolicks here to protect him. The kings son is over there on the other side of the meadow writing poetry. | |
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| Its so soft. Sometimes, if he's in a really good mood he'll let me comb it for him. | |
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