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"Y-Your Majesty, that is not a good joke," Florian said, his voice cracking under the weight of disbelief. His body trembled visibly, a mixture of shock, confusion, and something dangerously close to fear tightening every muscle.
Azure, perched on his shoulder, chirped softly in concern, its tiny claws digging gently into his jacket as Florian took a shaky step closer to the throne. Heinz, in contrast, sat regal and composed, fingers elegantly resting on the carved ...
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