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... on the royal carpet like a tragic fallen noble—stomach-down, arms stretched forward, legs in the air, dramatically swishing back and forth like I was summoning genius through foot motion alone.
A blank sheet of parchment stared up at me, full of potential. The quill in my hand? It felt like a nervous, twitchy dragon about to sneeze ink on my soul. One wrong move and I’d accidentally sign a declaration of war against grammar.
Across from me, Papa lounged on his oversized, throne-a ...
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