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... faced Dila.
His boots scraped across the dirt as he began walking—no, gliding—with a theatrical spin.
He raised his arms slightly, mimicking a twisted ballet dancer, his body swaying with each exaggerated step. His coat fluttered in the wind like a dancer’s cape.
"Ohhh," he said with a sing-song tone, smiling beneath his shadowed mask. "Your dear father will be so delighted, Princess. I’ll be taking you home now."
His steps were unnerving—light, deliberate, almost ...
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