Excuse my friends

"Wait, wait!" shouted a voice from the city.

The gatekeeper stopped suddenly to keep the giant entrance ajar ever so slightly.

A female with luxurious blonde hair stopped just inside the gate to the city, breathing laboriously from her jaunt.

"You must excuse my subject, the Lion" she said. "He has many strengths, but hospitality us not one of them. I bid you, please do not leave. I believe I know from where you come, or at least from WHEN."


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