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“I am eighteen!” Emma exclaimed truthfully.

Clara faintly blushed. “Would you like a pastry?”

Axel returned the hug.

Queen smiled. “Hello Ricky.”

King grasped his wife’s hand and nodded curtly.

Robert gazed at Gwen. “Do you know who he is?”