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... en Hera again?
Glancing upward and listening to the thunder crackle across the sky, Promise seemed surprisingly calm, after all, he had already gotten somewhat used to it.
But he hadn't considered who was ultimately to blame from the beginning.
"Respected Queen Hera, I have come to fulfill our agreement," he spoke, holding the pure white feathered paintbrush.
Hearing this, Hera snapped back to her senses and hurriedly calmed herself, striving to regain the dignifi ...
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