"Prinnies!" ordered Rozalin, before a bunch of blue peguins with tiny bat-wings and wooden pegs for legs came swarming into the chamber.
"You called for us, dood?" asked one of the Prinnies.
"Yes. I wish for a buffet worth of food. And I want it good and quick," said Rozalin.
"Right away, dood!" shouted another Prinny, before they swarmed out.
"I don't really like using, Prinnies, Rozalin," said Adel.
"Prinnies are good and cheap labor, Adel. Plus they have no choice. Doing labor is the only way they can redeem themselves from their wicked former lives and pass on during the Red Moon," explained Rozalin.
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