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The island hadn't been that big to begin with, and so the palace swallowed
up most of it – moving boulders and all. It was an impressive sight, that
much was certain, it's many polished spires soaring hundreds upon hundreds
of feet into the air. It's massive iron gates were flanked on each side by
50-foot statues wrought in the likeness of Billingsley. Many were the
pillars of the palace, all of tinted marble, and carved into the image of
naked women with enormous breasts. On a pair of golden crouching hotties
sat Bob's throne, wrought of a single piece of ivory, many steps above the
gleaming floor. That's right. He had a throne now. Isn't that nice? “I hereby proclaim this the Isle of Billings!” the greasy bandit had declared in a booming voice. “And you all are hereby designated my loyal subjects!” The hotties hooted and hollered and danced, their hooters bouncing about. Even Fred and Alexis got in on the action. Astra, however remained stoic.Robert noticed her lack of enthusiasm and frowned. “What's the matter, princess? Don't you like your new home?” “How many times do we have to go over this?” she answered flatly, suppressing a yawn. “It's a moot point, obviously. I'm exhausted. I need a nap.”And with that she turned and started walking toward the palace. Robert immediately ran after her, saying, “Can I join you?” “Sleep does sound nice,” Alexis noted.“Indeed,” Fred agreed.
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