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"⋆·˚ ༘ *Beg your pardon?" The prince said, his ears burning as y/c mentioned the terrible king of koopas, his interest was piqued immediately. It was an unfamiliar expression upon Victor's face, "⋆·˚ ༘ *Speak. Now."
"⋆·˚ ༘ *Come on." The prince grumbled, leading y/c down the castle hallways, it wasn't clear where he was leading them.
Ew. The prince was slumped over his throne snoring away as his crown slowly slipped off of his head. What a strange fellow. He drooled on the stone armrest, what kind of prince falls asleep in front of his subjects?
