decide, but when I ask for wed, the Red Warlock my payment, you must give returned. He had seen it to me.” Annabeth’s golden curls, agreed The heard her angelic voice, and “Anything,” King. Everyone signed the fallen in love with her contract, and The King and striking green eyes. were escorted home. Dressed in all red, the Almost immediately, warlock entered Rolland and Emma became Annabeth’s birthday the happy parents of a baby celebration with The King’s girl, Princess Annabelle. debt on his mind. She became the light of Confidently, he strolled up their life, and the kingdom to The King and tapped him loved her as much as her firmly on the shoulder. parents. Emma taught her Rolland spun to face him to sing and dance. Rolland and nearly dropped his taught her to ride a horse know what I want,” “I and hold a sword. announced the Red Years passed, and the Warlock. royal couple had not heard he stammered. “You…” from the Red Warlock. “What?” They almost forgot about hand,” “Annabelle’s their debt. But on the eve proclaimed the warlock. of Annabeth’s eighteenth The King gasped. birthday, the night she but that,” begged “Anything would choose a prince to The King, perishing the idea
decide, but when I ask for my payment, you must give it to me.” “Anything,” agreed The King. Everyone signed the contract, and The King and were escorted home. Almost immediately, Rolland and Emma became the happy parents of a baby girl, Princess Annabelle. She became the light of their life, and the kingdom loved her as much as her parents. Emma taught her to sing and dance. Rolland taught her to ride a horse and hold a sword. Years passed, and the royal couple had not heard from the Red Warlock. They almost forgot about their debt. But on the eve of Annabeth’s eighteenth birthday, the night she would choose a prince to wed, the Red Warlock returned. He had seen Annabeth’s golden curls, heard her angelic voice, and fallen in love with her striking green eyes. Dressed in all red, the warlock entered Annabeth’s birthday celebration with The King’s debt on his mind. Confidently, he strolled up to The King and tapped him firmly on the shoulder. Rolland spun to face him and nearly dropped his “I know what I want,” announced the Red Warlock. “You…” he stammered. “What?” “Annabelle’s hand,” proclaimed the warlock. The King gasped. “Anything but that,” begged The King, perishing the idea
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