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... mulet he wore around his neck.
He glanced down, spying the ring the elf wore on her left hand.
That was probably it.
"Oy," She glared. "My eyes are up here."
"Ah, of course," Tycon smiled apologetically. "Ophelia! You look, uh... moisturized. I heard about the face cream."
The elf slammed her tiny hand upon a nearby surface, literally gnashing her teeth in rage, "Don't play games with me, Tycondrius! Where the HELLS is my fiancee?"
Thin green vines ...
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