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red dragon cafe

Red Dragon Café is officially open, the beast said. She had the door painted a beautiful welcoming red. The first two to enter were a princess and her knight. Is this really run by a dragon? The warrior asked just right. Yes, it is my namesake the dragon owner said to them. We have blueberry pancakes, grits, bacon, and waffles up to your chin. I was going to run you through the knight said, but now you are my friend. If anyone bothers you, let them know your patron is Sir Jiles Jilly Jiend.

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