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The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the royal hallways behind him. Parrot entered the dimly lit chamber, his parrot wings twitching with restless energy against the confined space. The air smelled of old paper and quiet determination. At the desk sat TheoBaldTheBird, his cockatiel tail flicking impatiently as he struggled with the text before him. Parrot approached, the weight of his new crown momentarily forgotten in the presence of his oldest friend. Theo looked up, snapping the book closed with a soft thud, his orange eyes widening behind sunglasses. A familiar, easy grin spread across his face, breaking the tension of the day. "Hey, Parrot! How's being a king going for you?"