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a sewing machine? They’d sew their heads together!’

‘Don’t fear, your highness, this time I’ve made you the perfect disguise, and I promise it won’t fall apart.’ The countess beamed. She handed the king a pair of spotty wings.

‘Um . . .’ The king looked awkwardly at the disguise. ‘Is that a ladybird costume?’

‘Correct!’ Countess Frivoleeta smiled and curtseyed. ‘A terrifying ladybird costume!’

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