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Godmother Knows Best, Ch. 2: The Cursed Prince

Pulled by two hard working draft horses, an unassuming wooden carriage rolled its way down into a small town tucked away in a northern province of the kingdom of Gallia. Looking out of one cab window, but cautiously keeping the shutters closed enough to keep passersby from stealing a glimpse of the carriage’s interior, Arthur Butcher stuck his blonde-haired head out to take a peek at where he and his mistress had arrived, looking left and right with eyes as green as wheatgrass. After all of the shocking new experiences he had had this morning, Arthur gave a sigh of relief at how familiar his new surroundings were. Where this manors and

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Godmother Knows Best, Ch. 2: The Cursed Prince

Pulled by two hard working draft horses, an unassuming wooden carriage rolled its way down into a small town tucked away in a northern province of the kingdom of Gallia. Looking out of one cab window, but cautiously keeping the shutters closed enough to keep passersby from stealing a glimpse of the carriage’s interior, Arthur Butcher stuck his blonde-haired head out to take a peek at where he and his mistress had arrived, looking left and right with eyes as green as wheatgrass. After all of the shocking new experiences he had had this morning, Arthur gave a sigh of relief at how familiar his new surroundings were. Where this manors and

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Arthur Butcher awoke from his sleep. Still groggy from his rest, he had expected to wake in his room back on the farm, and get right to work on the same routine he had done without fail for the past nineteen years: get dressed, go down to the kitchen to eat the breakfast his mother had prepared for the family, wish her as well as his father and sister good morning, then go out to tend to the animals, work on any parts of the farm that still needed repairs, pick vegetables from the garden, shovel any newly fallen snow off of the path from the house to the road, gather wood for the fire, as well as anything else that would need to be done on a

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