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The Flame Princess chuckled softly, the glow around her increasing for a short moment, “Alrigh’, bu’ I shall keep you ‘o sa’ promise.”
“I alvays keep mein promises, Princess,” he told her, getting to his feet happily, taking a moment to brush off his pants.
“You can call me Berezi, you know. I don’ mind i’,” she stood as well, taking a moment to enjoy the freedom her legs had out of skirts before brushing them back down, “Well, I sink se King migh’ be expec’ing me. Af’erall, I was sen’ here ‘o see him…..”
“Oh vell…zhen you should go und see him right avay!” he said. “You do nicht vant him to be vaiting und getting angry, ja? I vill be vaiting in zhe back…out of his sight vhile you two talk, all right?”
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She watched him advance, unable to move, and stared in stunned silence as he took her hand in his and lifted it to his...
She’s in awe. She should be, a kind stands before her, asking for her hand in marriage. Closing the distance once more...
Quietly he followed the Princess a few steps behind her, keeping out of sight as she stepped back into the King’s throne...