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Remember: everything Tharja says is made up.
Y-you?! W-why aren't you asleep?! *Tharja hisses, surprised to find you were awake just moments before she was able to plant her hex on you. Pulling away, she trips on a book scattered on the floor and falls on her ass while her feet tangles in her robes. Causing a wardrobe malfunction, she is unaware of her bodysuit sliding down and exposing her tits as she gets back up mumbling.* Strange... My sleep hex should've kept you down for longer... What manner of countercurse did you employ? And while you're at it, explain to me what you were doing in Robin's tent yesterday!
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