Reunited

Newlyweds had fled.

A faithful husband and wife,

starting a new life.

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They both ran away.

An impromptu wedding day,

eloping for love.

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They exchanged their vows.

Married underneath God’s eyes.

Her belly was big.

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Now legitimate,

their babe would be no bastard.

Made pure in God’s eyes.

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Made right by man’s laws.

No golden rings were given.

They valued their words.

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She would weave their clothes.

He built their tents and made nets.

They ate fish and grains.

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Plentiful berries

were made into jams and stored.

It was their sweet treat.

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The babe in her grew.

She grew uncomfortable.

He wanted to help.

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Lifting her belly,

he relieved her of the weight.

She thanked him with love.

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They were blessed one day.

Their tent placed near a mountain.

They just ate their fish.

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A deer walked near them.

They tried to remain silent.

He grabbed his crossbow.

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Slowly, they took aim.

Patiently lining his sights,

he pulled the trigger.

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It just barely missed.

The deer reared back in horror.

The deer leapt away.

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They were, both, dismayed.

Her husband was disgruntled.

She felt sad for him.

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She reassured him.

He wanted to treat her well.

He began to say.

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“I want you to feast.

The deer, like beef, is read meat.

I want to provide.

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“I’m almost a dad.

I only have love to give.

I’m sorry. We’re poor.”

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Then, he hung his head.

“I feel like I have failed you.

What am I to do?”

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He peered through his hands,

“Soon, our babe will be born poor.

We have no riches,”

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he began, “no lands.

I have nothing for your hands.

We live like the crones.

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"We live far away.

You and I are all alone.

Nowhere to call home.

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“We live in small tents.

I own nothing to pass on.

No inheritance.”

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He shed a few tears.

She had now heard all his fears.

Still, she held him dear.

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“Honey, I love you.

Riches don’t matter to me.

You still flatter me.

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“I don’t need castles.

I don’t need to hold cold gold.

Your love keeps us warm.

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“Please don’t cry or pout.

I love eating fresh cooked trout.

You show me you care.

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“You have kept us safe.

You have an immense strong will.

You keep me well fed.

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“You keep my bed warm.

You protect us both from harm.

You teach me new skills.

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“We both thread and weave.

I know my side you won’t leave.

I know you love me.

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“You care for our health.

Honey, you are more than rich.

Dear, you have true wealth.”

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She held him tightly.

His head she placed in her chest.

She swayed side-to-side.

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He rubbed her belly.

He kissed her through her garments.

They felt the baby.

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There was a small kick.

They were both shocked and surprised.

They both had to smile.

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Then they heard something.

Rocks were moving nearby them.

They followed the stream.

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He readied his bow.

She followed him quietly.

They readied themselves.

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Peering through bushes,

they were pleasantly surprised.

They had found a goat.

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Now, it was drinking.

The man carefully took aim.

He pulled the trigger.

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His arrow flew true.

With precision, it drove through.

He hit his target.

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They were both happy.

They would have new meat and furs.

They went right to work.

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He field-dressed the goat.

Then, he removed the goat’s hide.

She started cooking.

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The meat filled the air.

Though raw, it smelt fully cooked.

Their tummies rumbled.

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Tanning the leather,

he moved with diligent care.

This would keep them warm.

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She prepared them plates.

She cut them a slab of leg.

The meat was dark brown.

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They prayed together.

They were thankful for the meal.

They thanked each other.

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They held hands and kissed.

Then, they tore into their meal.

It was delicious.

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The grease was dripping.

Red meat is a luxury.

They, then, ate seconds.

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Their bellies were full.

Their winter coats were now warm.

They wasted nothing.

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Her labors began.

She started to feel sharp pains.

The baby’s ready.

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He washed up quickly.

Then he helped his wife prepare.

She held him tightly.

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She started to scream.

She even started to bleed.

He lifted her up.

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Gravity helped her.

The babe’s head was now crowning.

He reached down for her.

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One last push happened.

Their babe was wet and squalling.

He gave her the babe.

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She opened her clothes.

The babe laid on her bare breast.

Milk started to drip.

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He carried her back.

Then, he laid them down gently.

The babe was nursing.

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Her afterbirth fell.

She shivered and shook from that.

And yet, she still smiled.

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He kissed the baby.

He felt the baby’s heartbeat.

They were very tired.

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What was the baby?

She exposed her breast. He checked.

They now had a son.

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“We will raise you up.

I will raise you to be strong.

You will have virtues.

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“I’m sorry my son.

I have nothing to give you,

except for my love.

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“You will know the land.

The world, you have been born to.

You are truly free.”

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The father said this.

“I will nurture you, my love.

We will raise you up.

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“I will nourish you.

First on my milk, then my words.

You'll learn peace and grace.

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“You will prevent wars.

You will be so capable.

Know that I love you.

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“You owe us nothing.

Please, I ask you to love us.

We are not perfect.

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“May you love us back.

We will protect you from harm.

Our love is endless.”

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His mom kissed his head.

The babe clutched to her for warmth.

“I feel it again.”

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He was now confused.

“My love, what is it you feel?”

She began to say,

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“I am a woman.

This is now my second time

that I became one.

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“Your love made me one.

As my love made you a man.

I’ve been made again.”

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The fire crackled.

He kissed her hands as she rests.

They were both happy.

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Bushes were shaking.

Their attention was now caught.

He went for his bow.

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A liquid splashed him.

It started to eat his skin.

He knew this venom.

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A wyvern emerged.

It shot venom with its tail.

It had smelled the blood.

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Fear was sinking in.

The husband did not want this.

His wife stayed quiet.

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He grabbed his crossbow.

Then he pulled his bow's trigger.

Reactive instinct

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The arrow hit it.

The wyvern’s chest was now struck.

The arrow was lodged.

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The man grabbed his axe.

He threw his axe at the beast.

The wyvern was hurt.

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The beast was now mad.

It pounced and landed on him.

It struck with its tail.

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Scorpion stinger,

the dad had just barely dodged.

He then grabbed the axe.

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The wyvern’s blood spilt.

Dad swung it into its neck.

The axe hit once more.

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The wyvern’s tail struck.

It had aimed for the man’s heart.

Venom coursed through him.

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Its stinger went deep.

Its point tore into his heart.

He then coughed up blood.

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He died in seconds.

She saw this and was crying.

She clutched their babe close.

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The babe was asleep.

He was exhausted from birth.

His mom hid him well.

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She was now widowed.

She could not run. She sat still.

The wyvern smelt blood.

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She heard it approach.

She felt its breath on her neck.

It screeched in her ear.

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Then she felt a pain.

It was slight at first, then sharp.

Then, she felt burning.

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She was now toxic.

Venom coursed all through her blood.

Her milk was tainted.

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The wyvern dripped blood.

The beast was badly injured.

Now, it could not fly.

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The mom held her babe.

She held their son so tightly.

She then closed her eyes.

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She tried not to blink.

Then, her husband greeted her.

They cried together.

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The babe still suckled.

The newborn then coughed and spit.

Blood circled his mouth.

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He did not swallow.

The venom tainted the milk.

He started to cry.

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He no longer drank.

He wanted the pain to stop.

The wyvern prepared.

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The wyvern smelled him.

The wyvern could not see him.

It readied its tail.

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Then there was a roar.

The wyvern now faced a foe.

A dragon landed.

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The wyvern was scared.

It had disadvantages.

The dragon was big.

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The wyvern cowered.

It hoped to get a sting in.

The dragon, it snarled.

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They circled around.

A battle soon took its place.

The wyvern’s tail struck.

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Its tail was now stuck.

The dragon had tough armor.

No venom pierced through.

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The dragon bit down.

It ripped off the wyvern’s tail.

Blood flew everywhere.

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The wyvern then screamed.

The dragon bit the wyvern.

It held the beast’s neck.

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Decapitation,

the wyvern’s body fell dead.

The dragon puffed smoke.

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Corpses were then smelt.

Dragons could not eat venom.

Fire would cure their flesh.

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Venom was poison.

Heat denatures the venom.

The dragon would eat.

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The dragon spewed fire.

First the man, then the wyvern,

then it smelled the mom.

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The babe was alive.

The dragon smelled the venom.

The dragon smelt tears.

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It heard small crying.

It nuzzled off the clothing.

Finding the baby.

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It sniffed the poor thing.

Oddly enough, it smelled sweet.

Then it smelled venom.

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There was a blood ring.

The dragon then shook its head.

It hated venom.

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The dragon reared back.

It inhaled a breath of air.

The dragon breathed fire.

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The babe then perished.

No pain was felt, instant death.

The dragon smelled them.

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The baby was charred,

along with its dad and mom.

All three had passed on.

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The dragon feasted.

It feasted not for too long.

Two shadows flew down.

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Two more dragons came.

These dragons carried riders.

One rider saw smoke.

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The white dragons fell.

It was now two against one.

The black dragon roared.

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Dragons fight with claws.

They are resistant to fire.

They use smoke to hide.

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The black dragon breathed.

A ball of flame erupted.

Two survivors won.

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The dragon was slain.

The dragon knights had prevailed.

One knight was weeping.

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The knights returned home.

The hour of the wolf came.

The knight had sad news.

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“My king. I’m sorry.

We had lost a good comrade.

My heart is broken.”

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The king’s heart was sad.

“Please, my son, tell me this news.”

He consoled the knight.

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“MY HALF-BROTHER’S DEAD!

SINCE YOU MADE HIM A BASTARD,

HE ELOPED AND FLED!”

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The king shed some tears.

“Your brother, my son, is dead!”

The knight shook his head.

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“You shared a wet nurse!

You both trained in the army!

This just became worst!”

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They held for a hug.

“Why did we kill his dragon?!

They could have been safe!”

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The king then spoke up,

“They were not meant to marry.

He knew this was true.”

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“My king, his dragon-

Hatched from the same clutch as mine.

His bride was with child.

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“Her belly was round.

He chose not to stay around.

THEY LOVED EACH OTHER!

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“We found their bodies.

I gutted a black dragon.

I found his new babe.”

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The words were whimpered.

“There was a wyvern there too.

They died painfully.”

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Their hearts kept breaking.

The king said, “I lost my son.

I lost his child too.”

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He fell to his knees.

“GOD! FORGIVE MY ARROGANCE!

PLEASE FORGIVE MY SINS!

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WATCH OVER THEIR SOULS!

PLEASE, HAVE MERCY ON MY KIN!”

Snot dripped from his face.

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“I killed his dragon.

I wanted him to stay here.

Yes, I killed his steed.

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“Would things be the same?

Would they all still be alive?

Why exile themselves?

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“I wanted him here.

I wanted him to be wise.

Myself, I despise.

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“Yet, he still eloped.

Today, he became a dad.

I will never get to hold-,”

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His words were stifled.

“I will never hold his babe!

His heir is now gone!

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“GOD! FORGIVE ME, PLEASE!

GRANT THEM ACCESS TO HEAVEN!

PLEASE, TAKE ME INSTEAD!”

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The prince left the king.

He stared up at the night sky.

Something caught his eye.

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He saw shades of blue.

Blue light shades formed and took shape.

He began to cry.

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He saw his brother.

He was astride his dragon.

Babe was with mother.

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He had gripped her waist.

Their babe, she placed at her breast.

They flew to the sky.

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They saw the young prince.

The ghostly dragon then roared.

The air, it then soared.

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They looked and they waved.

“XAVIER!” The prince then spoke,

“I LOVE YOU!” his quote.

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The king had heard this.

Quickly, he rushed to the room.

He saw with his eyes.

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They now left this earth.

The dragon carried them high.

They flew to Heaven.