Morningstar
Lowena asked.
"Same as yesterday, to celebrate you. It is rare to have hybrids, especially ones not deformed or warped in some form."
"Really?" she paused.
"Of course, cyclops, ogres, dark fairies that are so heinous you'd rather cut out your eyes once seeing past their glamour," he continued.
"Glamour?" Lowena questioned.
Before he could respond, a stunning, young, slender woman in a pink, ballerina-like outfit giddily pounced on Caspian like a little girl.
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