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We talk and tease and bargain with the main dish. Maniacal laughter echoes in the marble halls, sweet to my ears.There__ movement at the banquet hall__ entrance. A child with my eyes tumbles in__ll wings and blue hair and giggling innocence. Holding his hand is Morpheus, wearing a ruby crown.The Red King. My king.The bubble bursts and takes the vision with it, leaving nothing but the sound of my gasp and wisps of gray smoke behind.__ou see,_ Ivory says, __nce Morpheus knew that one day you would belong to him and he to you, that you would share a child, he was no longer willing to die to save Wonderland. But he__ insecure about your feelings for him. He feared you would refuse to help. So he made a new plan, however flawed it was.
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We talk and tease and bargain with the main dish. Maniacal laughter echoes in the marble halls, sweet to my ears.There__ movement at the banquet hall__ entrance. A child with my eyes tumbles in__ll wings and blue hair and giggling innocence. Holding his hand is Morpheus, wearing a ruby crown.The Red King. My king.The bubble bursts and takes the vision with it, leaving nothing but the sound of my gasp and wisps of gray smoke behind.__ou see,_ Ivory says, __nce Morpheus knew that one day you would belong to him and he to you, that you would share a child, he was no longer willing to die to save Wonderland. But he__ insecure about your feelings for him. He feared you would refuse to help. So he made a new plan, however flawed it was.

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