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I Can Shake You Awake
But I’d rather not kiss you, Princess
The princess felt a force jolting her forward and backward.
From an inestimable distance, a voice pleaded, “Wake up! Please wake up!”
As she tried to open her eyes, she felt that boulders sat upon her eyelids. She let out a feeble sound. There were hands on her shoulders pulling her into an upright position.
“We have to help her!” the voice yelped desperately.
“Who?” the princess barely let out the word, eyes still nailed shut.
“The girl…I mean the dragon…I don’t know! She’s hurt… I hurt her… There’s so much blood!”
She pried her eyes open just enough to make out the form of a young man staring intently at her.
“I’m so tired,” she mumbled. “Who are you?”
The man stuttered, “I am Damien, Prince of Trout.”
“Trout?,” Violet giggled, “You’re a prince of fish?”
“If you’re the prince, why don’t you just wake me up with true love’s kiss,” she slurred, puckering her lips.
“It’s very awkward to kiss an unconscious woman,” the prince moaned, exasperated, “and to be frank, I don’t think I love you, so it likely won’t work. I didn’t quite have a ‘wow’ moment upon laying eyes on…
