Becoming the Elf King's bride
Zedekiel barely managed to suppress a groan as he gently grabbed Ron’s arm, trying to ease him back down, but Ron could not be stopped.
“Suddenly, like a flash of lightning, the Prince appeared! Sword drawn, expression fierce!” Prince Ron flailed one arm like he was swinging a blade while holding his belly with the other. “He didn’t even say a word—he just charged and then, off went a head! Whack! An arm flew through the air! Whoosh! A leg! He was a one-man army!” He spun in place, mimicking his imaginary battle with full sound effects, to the amusement of everyone in the room.
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