--The Capital, The Empire of Carona--
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Santa stood at the hallway powerlessly, as he looked at his fire breathing wife.
All his feelings of excitement had been thoroughly washed away by her cold aura.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly, as he continuously perspirated under her intense glare.
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"So why are you so late again?
Lie to me, and you're dead!" Said the stunning beauty before him.
Santa looked at his future father-in-law, Carmelo...and grand father-in-law, Adrian.... who were currently standing besides Penelope, and hinted for them to help him out a little.
But to his dismay..... the shameless duo kept looking upwards as if deep in thought while pretending not to his his gestures.
'Brat!!... are you trying to get us into trouble?"
'Since she's your future wife, isn't it only right for you to deal with her?'
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