“Poor little duck. You want to make your prince happy, do you not?”
“Quack…?”
The handless man gave a Cheshire grin, cackling out of the back of his throat and skimming over the pages of the unfinished book before him. The dust on the binding shifted with the movement, creating small puffs of dust.
“Maybe if you became a princess, you would be
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