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He cried and cried. Tears of joy that is. Armant thought it would be best to hold a funeral for Kronogar and Velaticcus before his wedding to Lady Inera. "You're so fake," said Lady Inera, who was struggling to speak through a taped mouth. "I hate you," she scorned. She had been tied to a chair and forced to attend the event.
