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... he fountain pen snapped in the noble princess’s hand, her brilliant silver hair catching the light as she released the broken pieces. It was crafted with only the finest materials befitting royalty, its durability beyond ordinary, yet she broke it so easily. Clearly, this princess was far from a frail woman.
“What a pity. It was quite a fine pen... perhaps some restraint next time, unless you’re aiming to boast about a diet of thrice-daily potions.”
“How dare you run your mouth. ...
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