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Ancient fandora is avenged with beautiful prose poetry flowing from all directions. An aide to the palace has been waiting for a princess with a mortal cloth to be used. So it is with the subjects who await the presence of the crown princess with her glee. Look at the lentils and jellies of the chosen crown lady to replace a previous king. Everyone hoped in her, her one and only prefect of the region. The sound of the trumpet while greeting the princess was like a magic word, with a spell inside. Flickering like knick-knacks adorn the gown as well as the body of the crown princess. The fallen dance falls throughout the citizens there to look for and pursue the crown princess for better things. In all wealth of treasures are on her at that kingdom. Seeking mercy over the princess to the citizens who are in trouble. Lucky, they did get a very muerous crown princess, giving a lot of erange to act on between them all, export and import became immersed in their area. Everything that happens in the same time is like a beautiful prose in singing, and a regularly dedicated content dictated by neat. The high ranks to the Princess of the Crown is the best thing, making everything around her is good.