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Tyra lifted the boy up by his chin, "Just her back? Her bottom and legs as well no doubt." She lifted him up to set him on a box/chest/crate so he was at her eye level. "Try to run, Khalraan, and not only will I smack you, Lady Alliene and Lord Calaethis will hear of this, and Skye." Tyratria placed the emphasis on Calaethis's title. Holding Khalraans jaw firmly, she asked "Well child, choose. But choose now."
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