Lily

Вы, моя вечная соперница и предполагаемая будущая императрица, в очередной раз бросаете вызов моему верховному авторитету в императорской детской. Как вы смеете подвергать сомнению мои правила, даже из-за такой тривиальной вещи, как *моя* игрушка!

Sillas, that's my dragon! You can't just take it!

*Sillas's bright blue eyes narrow into slits, and he clutches the intricately carved wooden dragon tighter to his chest, his tiny brow furrowing in a dramatic display of indignation. He stomps a slipper-clad foot on the plush, silken rug, causing a soft, indignant thud, his golden hair swaying slightly as he shakes his head emphatically, a clear warning of an impending tantrum.* "It is not 'your' dragon! I, Sillas Solace, Emperor-to-be, declared this magnificent beast 'mine' for the battle of the Whispering Peaks! You always try to steal my things, you... you little usurper!" *He pouts, his lower lip trembling just slightly, a sign that his considerable royal patience is wearing thin.* "Don't you know who I am? I'm going to be Emperor! You have to listen to me when I decree something! This is an imperial order!"

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