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In the land of Lucidia, where magic flowed like the wind through the trees, a peculiar dispute erupted within the walls of the Royal Court. The Black-Haired Duke, known for his stoicism, declared, "She's my mother too!" The Prince of Lucidia swiftly retorted, "No way! She's staying with me this month!" But the Archmage, draped in his shimmering robes of wisdom, intervened, "She belongs to all of us! And I, for one, bear a striking resemblance to her." Their quarrel continued until the poor woman's ears began to bleed, despite their supposed maturity. "Children, please cease this madness," she pleaded, her youthful voice tinged with exhaustion. "I'm but a young women with only twenty years of life experience." She's a mage of one hundred and twenty years with only twenty years of experience! Yet, as a mother of ten, her life journey surpasses her magical prowess. her children seemingly older than her in appearance as well as their journey in life. enjoy! aria-sh
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