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- Get undressed! commanded Ingelda the Soulless, only after listening to her granddaughter's vague story.

- Granny!

"Quick, I said!" — Demanding firm tone did not fit in with the appearance of the witch. Young, graceful, with flax-colored hair and young green eyes framed by dark, fluffy eyelashes. “Well, why are you snapping your beak, Pascal, undress her quickly!”

- No, I'm on my own. I just don't understand why.

Ingelda grabbed the zipper of her dress and pulled it down.

“If he put his seal on you, and the Grand Marquis did, I’m sure…”

How's the print? Melissa felt like slapping her forehead.

Deftly slipping her dress from her shoulders, she dropped the rag at her feet.

“And what did I teach you two?!” Ingelda walked in circles around her granddaughter, looking at every inch of her skin.

“I warned her that her idea would end badly,” Pascal taunted.

“You should not have warned, not allowed!” exclaimed the old witch.

“Just say the word across to you,” the familiar mumbled.

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