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... ur had remained like that for the past week, even as his Vizier prepared the country for war and Samhain. When would he wake up?
Wait, hadn’t the dragon’s last nap lasted fifty years?
…
“Your Majesty!” Victor panicked, shouting into the wyrm’s ear. “Your Majesty!”
“What, minion?” Vainqueur grumbled while waking up.
The Vizier breathed in relief. “Oh thank the gods, you weren’t going to sleep for decades!”
“I was taking a power nap,” Vainqueur ...
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