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The Prince kissed the sleeping Princess anxiously over and over again. Nothing happened!
His Squire let out a breath of relief, and said meaningfully, “I told you, she needs True Love’s first kiss!”
“I just needed to try. If the world’s most beautiful woman can’t make me fall in love with her…”
“It’s alright. Nobody would know. We can report that the Princess was dead.”
“I would know,” he slumped down on the floor next to the bed in defeat.
The Squire, now anxious, reminded him the urgency of the situation, “Let’s get out before the dragon regains consciousness.”
“And go back where? To my parents? Who sent me on a quest to become Dragon fodder? They knew I could never marry her.”
(Hesitating) “Nobody needs to know we survived the quest… We can go away; buy a farm… I can help you run it. It will be a hard…
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