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A shudder of wind shaken branches woke the little prince from his deep slumber.

This would not do, and he immediately called to his mother, yowling as he searched through his home.

She was watching her magic window again. He hopped onto her desk, obscuring her view.

"Sorry, one moment," she said, shifting him to his own magic window full of birds.

"You spoil that cat," chided the coven leader.

"Cats exist to be spoiled!"

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