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... egan before I had even finished my first cup of coffee.
I sat at the daycare table, feeling like a prize poodle at a dog show. General Rajah was currently holding my wrist, inspecting a small, faint blue stain on my forearm.
"Is this a bruise?" Rajah growled, his tail lashing. "Did the Lion Cub bite you? Do I need to march into the Palace and remind Leonis that Tutors are protected under the Warlord Accords?"
"It’s marker ink, Rajah," I sighed, rubbing the spot until it f ...
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