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The line was moving with excruciating slowness. Most of the girls were
sitting down yawning and fanning themselves, as the AC in the room was
set to a general oppressive humidity. Astra had actually leaned back
against the wall and fallen asleep, snoring delicately as would befit a
princess. Velus sat back on his haunches and panted. He needed water.
When the hell where they gonna bring the dog-teen some freakin' clean
water? No one ever bothered with those details, oh no. Now he had
been following this royal pain in the butt around through all the
manifestations of whatever curse was in her corset, risking his life all
the while. And would he ever get any real gratitude for it, perhaps a
nice chewy treat? No. In the end, he knew he would only face the standard
fate of peasants - starvation, plague, taxes, disembowelment. Velus
couldnt wait till he spotted an open door leading to a nice green field,
he was gonna bolt. Suddenly across the room he spotted a lovely sight - a white chihuahua bitch wearing a small red ribbon. Velus ran over to her and spoke in the dialect of small dogs. "Arf! Arf! Arf!" "Arf! Arf!" the bitch replied. Suddenly Velus realized she was sentient! Through a system of 'yes' and 'no' barks Velus devised he learned her name was Morgana and that she too had been a human peasant transformed by the dragon. "But how did you end up here?" Velus asked. "Well I befriended a warrior princess in the caves - there are a lot of them you know - and then these shady-looking guys tricked her into signing a contract. And now we're here," Morgana replied. "What a coincidence! So this isnt part of Astra's curse? Or is it?" "What are you barking about?" "Nevermind," Velus barked. He was a bit worried that the Forces of Darkness were going to burst through the wall at any moment and start massacring the dogs and women. Hopefully that wasnt going to happen. "We should..."
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