He makes a pffft noise. "No chance."
"At what, a girl?" A punch his arm.
"I am the smartest, most-"
He slaps my arm. "Stop right there, you're nowhere close to smart."
"Oh, and like you're any smarter than me! Someday, I'll be the King. And you'll be my Jester. I own you."
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Escape From Necro City
Teen FictionIn a Steampunk, post-apocalyptic world, 5 teenagers pose special powers seen before the war. Now, a corrupt King sends out assassins to kill or capture these witches and wizards before they can manage to discover their true power. Can these teens es...
