Page 99 - The Grotesque Children's Book

“Well, burn. He would have burned in Styx.”
“I thought it was a river.”
“Yes, it is.”
“So, he'd drown.”
“No, it's a river of fire.”
“I'll take your word for it. I've never visited. It's hard for me to find time
to travel. Nine children.”
“That's a lot of harps to buy.”
“Buy? What do you mean??
“A lot of harps to...have to pull out of the cornucopia.”
“It's infinitely refillable. So I don't understand what you're saying.”
“Never mind.”
“So, why.”
“Did I save your child? I think you would have done the same thing.”
“No. Probably not.”
“If you found my son, a tiny defenseless dragon child, about to be killed?
And all you'd need do is just take him on a quick flight to his home. You think
you wouldn't do that rather than see him die?”
“No, I'd let him die. An enemy of my Husband.”
“A defenseless baby.”
“An enemy.”

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