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... eat baby dragon slouched in his chair like the weight of entire kingdoms pressed down on his tiny shoulders. His method of protest? A single leaf of lettuce.
From his burger.
Orien had plucked it out with painstaking precision, his face twisted in anguish as though he were tearing out his own claw. The discarded lettuce sat on the plate like a symbol of his suffering, a leafy monument to his denied freedom.
Apparently, this was the exact kind of pain one endured when not ...
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