The Royal Ballroom was a shimmering sea of silk, perfume, and people Luna desperately wanted to avoid. The King and Queen sat on elevated thrones, looking down at their son with glowing pride.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ73k4DK3UY
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"Alistair," King Reginald boomed, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceilings. "We have heard of your 'Vector Reversal' magic. To repel boulders without a chant… truly, you are the smartest and most talented of our bloodline!"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz2Vkeaq15L
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Luna was currently standing two inches behind a heavy velvet curtain, holding a plate stacked suspiciously high with cocktail sausages. To everyone else, she was just a shadow cast by the window.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqxcQgVLjfq
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Alistair stood before his parents, wearing a crown that looked like it weighed more than his actual brain. "Indeed, Father! It is simply a matter of… uh… calculating the atmospheric… wiggliness? Yes. Science!"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE6Z4ajTmT9
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The Queen doted on him, her eyes misty. "And so handsome! Look at that complexion! Tell us, dear, how do you maintain such brilliance while studying the most complex ancient texts?"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXWDEwJwVg8
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"I read them… with my eyes," Alistair said, sweating. He glanced nervously toward the curtain.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA61QYwZTu7
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Luna whispered from the folds of the fabric, "Tell them you’ve been studying the 'Macro-Dynamics of Mana-Flow.'"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmOgTTX7m65
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"I have been studying the… Macaroni Dynamics of Mama's Flow!" Alistair shouted confidently.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9Yu7MPAVZN
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The King paused. "The… what?"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm71h5iHMlC
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"He means Macro-Dynamics!" Luna hissed, throwing a grape at the back of Alistair's head.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh6F3I4EMJf
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"Macro-Dynamics!" Alistair corrected quickly, rubbing his head. "It's a very advanced technique. You wouldn't know it. It’s very… secret."133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8qqcKCupME
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"Truly, a genius!" the Queen cried, clapping her hands. "Now, let us feast! I have ordered the finest delicacies. Including," she signaled to a servant, "those 'cylinder-meats on buns' that the commoners enjoy. I heard my son was seen practicing with one in the forest. He must have been studying its chemical composition!"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Vh57DAx2J
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A servant stepped forward, presenting a silver platter with a single, gourmet hotdog.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkrBzKtRMJC
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Alistair’s face went white. He looked at the hotdog like it was a ticking time bomb.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyPzS5lVlUw
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"Oh, yes," the King said. "Show the court your refined manners, son. Eat the cylinder-meat!"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD8hVCIy5Zo
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Alistair reached into his pocket and pulled out his velvet case. With trembling hands, he extracted his tiny silver fork and spoon. He began to delicately try to pin the hotdog down.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqwNt4TidBz
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"He's doing it again," Luna muttered, face-palming behind the curtain.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBBQ0qUCGM5
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"Alistair," the Queen whispered, her smile wavering. "Why are you using a spoon to eat a sandwich?"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS2pFMqIbaz
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"Because!" Alistair squeaked, a tear already forming in his eye as the hotdog slid across the silver plate. "The structural integrity is compromised! If I use my hands, I'll be… I’ll be greasy! I can’t be a King with greasy thumbs!"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBjaeSxtIrU
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CLANG.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCx95jeozQO
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The fork slipped. The hotdog flew off the plate, arched through the air, and landed with a wet thwack directly on the King’s royal robe.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ574QVAxdZf
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The music stopped. The gasps were deafening.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRnCaerV0ui
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Alistair stared at the mustard stain on his father’s chest. His lower lip began to vibrate. He looked like he was about to explode into a fountain of tears.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnQpIQzFLFv
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"I… I…" Alistair stammered.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVLls8aQPfz
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"Don't you dare cry," Luna’s voice came from the shadows, sharp as a knife. "If you cry now, I’m leaving and taking the sausages with me."133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzk0IoUv398
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Alistair gulped, swallowing his sob. "I… I meant to do that! It was a demonstration of… ballistic physics! The trajectory was… perfect!"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf9gmf1Wq2V
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Before the King could roar in anger, the ground shook. Not from a falling hotdog, but from a massive, bone-chilling explosion. The stained-glass windows of the ballroom shattered inward.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf06auiiLSe
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"MONSTERS!" someone screamed. "THE BARRIER HAS FALLEN!"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2VQ5SnEHky
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Giant, multi-eyed Beholders began to drift into the ballroom, their gaze turning students into stone. The King reached for his sword, but he was too slow. The Queen huddled in her throne.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzlPWHriW30
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Alistair fell to his knees, his silver fork still clutched in his hand. "Waaaaah! The big floating eyes are looking at me! They're judging my hair! Luna, save me!"133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSWWqHbbe5c
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Luna stepped out from behind the curtain. She didn't look like a hero. She looked like a tired student who had just had her snack time interrupted.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbCWVL4YENr
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"You really are a loser, Alistair," she said, her voice echoing in the sudden silence.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpII8VhVjFn
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She raised her hand. The air around her began to crackle with black lightning. For the first time, everyone—the King, the Queen, and the crying Prince—actually saw her.133Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMCTblAHlhF
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