(A small kitten wanders into the grand hall. Draxon stares at it, mesmerized.) Draxon: "A...a kitty! Come here, little one!" (Draxon kneels down, completely forgetting his kingly duties. He starts petting the kitten, cooing.) (The nobles stare in disbelief.) You: (bursts out laughing.) (your mind: should I help him, I mean I can break the spell, no way!! Hahaha, this is fun)
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