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"Uhhhhhh...." Asalm wasn't foolish enough to actually refuse to pack her things, but she was making the process as difficult as her 7-year old self could manage without resorting to an actual temper tantrum. She picked up a single toy at a time, as slowly as possible, and trudged the long way around the bed to place it with exaggerated care in the packing crate, dragging her feet and groaning as if the task were far too hard. "Guuuuuuhhhhh..."Author's Notes
"It sounds like there's a sea monster in the room," Bidi said, her wrinkled serenity undisturbed by Asalm's apparent woes. She had been forbidden from helping to pack by the rest of the family, and was sitting gingerly in the last chair in the children's room, ensuring that Asalm kept up her reluctant progress. "If only the Sea Queen were here," she said unexpectedly. "The Sea Queen would keep the sea monster away."
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