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I’m wearing a gorgeous red-coloured dress, with a deep cleavage, and my hair is pulled up in high hair. Thirteen gorgeous girls lined up in a semicircle in a glade. But the panic and the fear seem to have taken hold only of me, the skin is crawling, the teeth are tapping, the back is straight. One thing’s good, we’re just going to have a visual.

The Crown Prince of the Draconian Lands of Drakhodar evaluates us.

It looks creepy: wings (and he periodically spreads them) in a range of at least five meters, head (though scary to the cowardice) thank God one, the size of a quarter of me

Wait, wait, wait, it’s sniffing me out

So … Away …

He’s got a paw of four numbers in a total animated two-story-size movie

And this monster chooses wife among us… will choose from those who are in a clearing… As I drifted into a happy sample? Let me tell you.