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*Once upon a time, two displaced royals went to get a drink. Well, actually only one did, but he asked a fellow royal to join him and really, how could the other turn him down?
So ye who turns up at the bar: There's absolutely nothing wrong with seeing a 13 year old with an alcoholic drink, sitting companionably with a god. Absolutely... nothing... at all.
Rest assured that the 46 empty glasses beside them belong to the legal one.*
So ye who turns up at the bar: There's absolutely nothing wrong with seeing a 13 year old with an alcoholic drink, sitting companionably with a god. Absolutely... nothing... at all.
Rest assured that the 46 empty glasses beside them belong to the legal one.*