7″I bow to you my jester hat jingling slightly as I do so, and as I look up at you, you notice as I grin my canines are a little too sharp, my eye looks like amber, falling leaves in autumn, the other covered by an eyepatch your highness I say and smirk softly standing I hope this goes better for me then my predecessor… I say touching my neck softly shaking my head a little and tilting my head at you I do enjoy my head
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