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The moon above slips into a thick blanket of dark clouds. Thunder booms
deafeningly and lightning splits the sky as the heavens unleash a
torrential downpour. Within seconds the dirt you walk through has turned
to mud, making each step an effort. Your bare feet and the hem of your
dress are soon pitch-black and a passing carriage splashes you with mud
to complete the look. "At least no one will recognize me as the Princess now," you say, wondering what the real Annabeline is doing at this moment. What is she doing with your sexy male body? Did she plan for everything to turn out like this? Or was she coming back to the castle even now for an unpleasant surprise? You may never find out. Another carriage pulls up. A fancily dressed merchant peers out. "Yoh theah, wretched mongrel," he says. "Ah am not from around heah und Mah goods ah getting soaked. Whar is thuh nearest villa where I could stop fur thah night? Tell me true waif, an I'll reward ye with a copper coine."
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