[Without another word said, Aether follows the knight into the corridor until the voices of the guests disappear in the distance and quietness settles in. The prince then stops and hesitantly catches the hand of his knight. His fingers tremble ever so slightly.]
Be honest with me... how did it go?
[He fears for the future and for the life of his lover. The man that danced with the prince tonight seemed like a manipulative sort.]
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Be honest with me... how did it go?
[He fears for the future and for the life of his lover. The man that danced with the prince tonight seemed like a manipulative sort.]