The golden apple floated above Godfrey’s hand, glimmering like a jewel. The audience of nobles and dignitaries leaned in, their faces glowing with anticipation. “And now,” Godfrey declared, his voice smooth and confident, “I shall make this apple...”
CHOMP.
The apple disappeared. Not into thin air, but into Ruby’s enormous jaws. The giant lady beetle crunched loudly, juice squirting in all directions as her wings clicked with satisfaction.
Godfrey froze mid-sentence, his hand still raised dramatically. The crowd stared. Then, from the back, came a dignified snort. A chuckle followed. Moments later, the entire audience dissolved into laughter, clapping and cheering as if it were the funniest thing they’d ever seen.
Godfrey sighed, and swept into a deep bow, pretending it had all been part of the act. Ruby clicked her wings and licked the juice from her jaws, utterly unbothered.
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