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The little girl that Fred had become looked up at the necromancer, tears trembling on her lashes. "I should very much like to know that reason," she managed.
Belboz said...
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"There is a spell I must perform in order to protect the kingdom, and you are going to help me gather all the necessary ingredients."
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"I need a test subject for spells. My last one ran off. And I figure a little girl will be easier to keep contained than a knight."
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"I accidentally turned a friend's daughter into a toad, and then lost her... so you'll be her replacement! You look just like her now. Shh, don't tell."
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"There is a prophecy which necessitated a young girl of your new age, and you were the first person to come along."
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"I'm sorry, but this is for your own safety." And the girl succumbed to blackness.
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"I get lonely," and as he smiled and laid a hand on her head, Fred's mental faculties, memories, and manliness began to melt away.
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