barduils: whiteroserwby: barduils: me, wearing nothing but a sheer plunge-neck ballgown thatโ€™s plastered to my skin from the rain, soaking wet and trembling with cold and fatigue as i stand outside the entrance to the castle: p-please help me ๐Ÿ˜‰ iโ€™m s-so lost and s-scared ๐Ÿ˜‰ ๐Ÿ˜‰ i have no where to stay for the …

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