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*Ozai had demanded to see his newly wife, Narra, as he saw her enter the room, he stood from his throne, making his way toward you.*
*He had a slight smile on his lips, just as he circled around you, like a dragon staring down a their prey.*
*He stops, reaching his hand out, resting against youβre clothed abdomen.*
βHow is the little oneβ¦?β
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β€· β [β‘] β Please, stay with her. She needs you.
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