dressedinexpehes,polishedinmannersandfriendlysmiles.Booksalwayssaidvilinswereugly,whileprinceswerevishandcharming.
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"Whatareyoudoing?"sheasked.
Thesilverringgleamedasthemansmirked.
"Takingyousomewherefun."
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