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Two sisters built a castle out of pillows. Although the pillows were not very stable, they still created a fun playground for girls.
Lucrecia wore a purple blanket, as if it were a fleece dress, and her twin held a pillow in her hand, pretending it was armor.
The girl in the blanket stood over the pillow castle and said
"I'm an evil queen and I will rule this kingdom with an iron fist! You may come and beg for mercy or submit to my iron will!"
"I will defeat you! I will save this kingdom from your tyranny! I will fight for freedom!" The pillow knight shouted back at her sister.
The pillow queen laughed, but the pillow knight was not afraid
"It is I, knight Marona, who will bring your reign down and save this kingdom!"
"No! You can't defeat me! I'm the most powerful in this land! I can put you down with a move of my finger!" She lifted the pillow up high above her head as she spoke, and then smashed it against the pillow knight, knocking her off her feet. "You have no chance against me," she sneered.
The pillow knight got down on her hands and knees and glared at her with fiery determination. "I know that. But I will win!"
Marona wanted to take her sister's pillow, but when she tried, her sister swayed sideways and pushed a glass of water, dousing Marona's legs and part of the pillows, making her fall backwards.
She sat there staring at Lucy for a while with wide eyes.
"I used my magic, and now you have been defeated!" Lucy said, giggling, as she picked up a pillow and threw it at her sister, who was still sitting on the ground.
"You... you have defeated me," Marona muttered in disbelief. Then she began to laugh too, and soon both of them were laughing so hard that their chests heaved and tears rolled down their cheeks.
"Do you think I can really become a knight and you a queen, like in fairy tales?" Marona asked, wiping away tears of laughter.
Lucy shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe one day you'll find out!" Both girls smiled, imagining what the future might hold for them, and soon they fell asleep.
***
Maligula stands on the balcony of the castle in her fur dress and looks down at the protesters chanting "End the tyranny!"
The leader of the protesters is her sister, holding a poster in her hands.
When Maligula puts her hand on the temple, she calls the rain and makes it stronger and stronger with each order of Gzar.
Soon, she hears a loud crack.