"Hey!"
(*^▽^*)
"Big Sister Sonya, are you okay?"
☆?(o*?ω?)?
"Does your butt still hurt?"
|?˙?˙)?
Annie lifted Sherry's skirt and saw the rows of whip marks on her backside.
They were at the edge of the floating island, with no one else around, so she didn't need to worry about anyone else seeing.
(...)
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"Don't!"
"I'm fine!"
"Really!"
She'd already been beaten, and it wasn't as if she could get revenge now. After all, she'd barged in uninvited, so getting caught and beaten by those Fire Elementals was only fair. In any case, Sherry didn't want to bring up what had happened.
"Annie..."
"This island and everything on it—it's all yours?"
"I can't believe it. You're not only a powerful mage, but a queen, too?"
"How old are you, eight?"
Sherry couldn't help marveling.
Thinking about herself, at eight she'd probably still been spending all day playing hide-and-seek with Keith or Teacher Allen, refusing to take swordsmanship or horseback riding seriously.
"More or less?"
(?~?)
Annie didn't think it was anything special.
After all, Queen Annie owned countless universes and countless planes of existence. How could she care about a tiny floating island like this?
It was just a big toy she'd made on a whim, out of spite toward Big Sisters Aymetta and the others. Who knew when she might toss it aside again?
"Ah!"
"That's..."
Suddenly, Sherry gasped and stared wide-eyed, pointing toward the distant sky.
It was unmistakable: a red dragon, and a huge one at that, was flying toward the floating city.
In the past, seeing a dragon like that would have left her amazed for quite a while!
But after seeing the "Fake Silvermoon City," "Fake Sulfuron Keep," the powerful Pandaren with dark circles under their eyes, the holy Paladins, countless Highborne and High